Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway

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

Yeah, give me my
Lord ain't enough to chase
All these dreams, I mean I got no time to
Love my but I told her straight up "don't wait up"
Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked made up
Used to living as a bird, but now I'm laid up
Feeling like a nigga got on
How the did my life become a damn love song?
She ride for a nigga and she up for him
But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a
Ride through the with freaks and real niggas
She never what it's like to be a man
Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a
And you wanna let her down
But you too for the settle down
And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is about
When you can't live with her and you live without
Oh shit, goddamn, I the devil got his hands on me
saying
"Baby, why don't you throw bands on me?"
And I came to
She pop a molly let the motherfucking begin
I'm

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

When it's all said and done everybody
In this life ain't no happy
pure beginnings
Followed by years of and fake repentance
The says we were made in image of Lord
To which I "Are you sure?
Even the Even the whore?
Even the nigga running through 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 ain't no
No more tears it's been ten long years, damn
I don't know if I can no more, and who can blame her
You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she
back to back, this is whack
We to go platinum and I'm in the crib acting out
My childhood fantasies of wife and
But it's a whole lot of I'd like to bone
And despite the rumors you hold out on account of guilt
She's has got to spend her nights
And she ride or die Eve and 'em
home-cooked meals every evening
And even then, your lowest
When you're no Superman
At you know you got Lois Lane
But you

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

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

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