Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

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out my window from my mind's blown hotel room
I that cold, cold rainy night
Looking out my

Da 5'9"]
Feeling all on the run
I'm still holding my gun
Body on it from the previous
I out I'm wanted
Nigga's snitching is the media screaming
I turn the channel on the TV, the 48 on
Man, it ain't a loyal nigga on this TV
I cut the power off,
I'm contemplating taking a shower to all the gunpowder off
But what if they in, busting
The nigga at the front desk act like he don't me but shit
There's a reward for me, that nigga there
I trust him I got to keep my eye on that window
Thinking my kin folk, wife and babies
I can't talk to them, life is
Whoever thought it would to this over rap nonsense
Rap the comfort of being attacked by my conscience

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I think I'm a a letter to my children

In case I make it
I'm up time but I won't face it
I'm thinking about my what it is now
And how one slug can change it once was
I'm accepting the fact that I did
I just want my wife back, I just want my kids
I just my niggas that don't snitch back
Cuz real niggas know niggas ain't with that
But what's the use of me real, I'm fucked now
I'm seeing sirens out the window thinking now
Damn, am I to do?
Cuz now that hit the fan I suddenly ran out of crew
But it, I'm in the shit, I'm a end the shit
No way for me to though I'm innocent
I hear a on the door like let's finish this

[Police storm

[Royce Da 5'9"
This is about honor, respect but more importantly this life is about choices
You make them and whether turn out to be good ones
or bad ones you live them. You die with them

Let's go to how it all started