Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway

Married men act totally
they by themselves, don't they?
You see with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man, how's everything brother?"
"Just taking it easy, out with the lady"
"Alright, God you, take it easy now"
You be like that nigga like that
You see him by himself, "What's up Tony?"
"Hey yo, where's the at nigga?"
Where's the

Yeah, me my space
ain't enough time to chase
All these dreams, I I got no time to wait
my girl but I told her straight up "don't wait up"
Stumble late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up
Used to living free as a bird, but now I'm up
Feeling a nigga got handcuffs on
How the did my life become a damn love song?
She for a nigga and she stand up for him
But a nigga be a nigga, be a nigga
Ride through the streets with freaks and niggas
She never understand it's like to be a man
when you look inside yourself you see a nigga
And you wanna let her down
But you too for the settle down
And you can thug it out, learn what is love about
When you can't live with her and you can't live
Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his on me
Stripper
"Baby, why don't you these bands on me?"
And I to spend
She pop a molly let the motherfucking games
I'm

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm holding on
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on

When it's all said and done dies
In this life ain't no endings
pure beginnings
Followed by years of sinning and fake
The preacher says we were made in of Lord
To which I replied: "Are you
Even the murderer? the whore?
Even the nigga running bitches on tour?"
With a girl at home folding clothes and shit
She faith in him and he knows and shit
what the fuck is a break
Don't know how I can take no more
I give you all I got till it no more
No more tears it's been ten long years, damn
I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can her
You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come she pout
Sleeping back to back, this is
We to go platinum and I'm in the crib acting out
My childhood fantasies of and home
But a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone
And despite the rumors you out on account of your guilt
She's has got to spend her alone
And she or die like Eve and 'em
Make home-cooked meals every
And even then, your days
When no longer Superman
At least you know you got Lois
But you

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on desperately
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on

Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not Knievel know
At age 3 I knew this world was three
Listen, even know my ego low achieved the
Imagine if my was halfway decent, yo
This just in, fucked more bitches than though
Still I keep it low, got my on the need to know
Basis, my manager back in the was racist
I was a young boy, passing skates and laces
Old perverted man who told me: "Jermaine
all pink on the inside, fuck what color their face is"
Wise words from an man
Made me reflect on the times when we was of them
In chains and powerless, brave souls to cowardice
Slaving in the baking sun for hours
To see the master creep into the shack where your at
9 months got a baby, that's
Not quite you expected, but you
Refuse to neglect it, you
Know your wifey you, does you refuse to accept it?
That's that type shit that tell why my light-skinned
Rich white man rule the nation
Only difference is we all slaves now, the chains still
In our thoughts, if I follow my heart to save
Could I run away from 50 mill like Chappelle?
You

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm holding on
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on