Stop Running

F-u-c-k y-o-u These e-y-e's see right through you These bitches keep on callin you But switch up when Im fallin through I hate games and I hate drama I hate question marks and I hate commas Right now man I hate dames hate lames Just take it with a grain and maintain Every time I hook a freight train through my right brain Lightning in a bottle I dont wanna coddle that pipe dream any longer Stronger than the first time that I met you Etch you in a sketchbook then I let you go In a whirlwind my girlfriend My low end theory in a weary dream state I slept-walked through landmines and man Im scared F-u-c-k y-o-u Im back on the good foot livin the good life Giving my all to the music I love to the end And my friend I will love you forever But never be intimate with you again, so hey.. A, take care I will be there from afar And B, be brave you can make it touch the stars But C, see this matrix won't change you You gotta change gotta make that turn Everywhere we go there we are, burn Scalding hot lava on the soles of your feet girl Nothin changes for you but the name of the street (X2) Stop running..what you running from? Forrest Gump Forrest Gump fuck you Forrest Gump fuck you I l-o-v-e you to death My girl my friend to the end of the day But I can't stand lies they pierce my ears My fears for you burn at my day Resume weeds dont hurt Don't bleed but you can't get keyed around him Fountain shooting out toxins on my jeans You wanna get clean but you don't wanna Take a look on the deepest levels The devils accomplice lurks In a conscience state You cannot relate to can't escape Cause you think you cannot make it when I think you really will All depends on whether your willing to express how you really feel Girl I l-o-v-e you to death But I will not sacrifice my life my nights my days My weight will change cause I'm always in the mood to fight For what I have gained back No longer laying on the train tracks This brains in a battle but I came with a paddle to claim that right (hook) 1...2...3...4...5 Are you ready? Take a photo but not a copy I'm not a sloppy imitator Greater than many penny Pinchin' muthafuckas searching through bargain bins Looking for a phenomenon/ On and on I never stop An autobahn is what I'm rollin on The windows down, Checkin out the scenery Never stoppin, appealing to the females I'm poppin at Stoppin at nothing Puffing a cigarette while tucking my dick in my pants Look at the ass, look at the tits A horny little devil with the bass and the treble You not on the level if your lookin at the ground and in the pebbles Eligh the Grey Crow, fly high like old faithful Not knowing my wingspan, I rise Like tornado's to sweep up the pesos They leave under tables, The brain is un-stable Saying fuck you to the labels Even if I never made another track I'm 3D and your beta-max, a futuristic Manifold A carbonated chemical, I'm bubbling I'm troubling you Thumbalina ballerina ass wipes. Take that