Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway Slave

Yea
For Zane, my

Man I feel like a runaway
calm down
Never gon
My to the wind
My in the sky
Im giving in
Middle finger up
And even I die
Dont shed a when Im laid
I feel like a runaway
I I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway

1:

I die before I get rich never touch a mill
Die before my album never sell a mill
Die I get to see how success feels
Die any of my dreams are fulfilled
Die before I really start livin out my
Die before I see my son into a man
Die my niggas come home from they bids
Die before I truly learn how to live
Now it feels like I know
Gotta my own steps

Wonder my niggaz aint around cuz all left
Pride in the contemplating on my own death
Shots fly niggaz to kill my on my doorstep
How they gon remember me? be my legacy?
How they gon talk about me they pour that hennessy?
That thug, that nigga was a rider
That nigga was one hell of a
in the pen with no money for bail
Every nigga on the run tryin to stay up jail
I could ya

Yea I know, hold on and be my niggas

Man I feel like a slave
calm down
Never gon
My back to the
My in the sky
Im giving in
Middle finger up
And when I die
Dont a tear when Im laid
I like a runaway slave
I I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a slave

2:

I could die before I bring to my momma
Die before I make with my baby momma
Die before I all my bullshit drama
Die but dont cry is death before dishonor
is my last will and testament
Listen to my
Please raise to be a leader and a gentleman
I dont have all the times that I was negligent
Standing in the courtroom like im innocent
at how I came up
Duckin men
getting railroaded hung by his government
This is what they me
Hell is what gave me
Homies coming home on parole but aint free
at me, look at life, how im supposed to change huh?
Im feelin like a runaway ma
Cant down I refuse to be tamed
Standing in these 4 walls on the cage
Niggaz on the bus handcuffed and chained
its said and done they gon remember my name
Now mommy in the row, sittin at my funeral
Everybody cryin, another death as usual
You me?

Man I feel like a runaway
calm down
Never gon
My to the wind
My in the sky
Im never in
Middle finger up
And even I die
Dont shed a when Im laid
I feel a runaway slave
I I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel a runaway slave