I wanna turn those blue lights into strobe lights
Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights
Those blue lights into strobe lights
Maybe even fairy lights, not blue flashing lights
Don't you run when you hear the sirens coming
When you hear the sirens coming
You better not run 'cause the sirens not coming for you
What have you done?
You went to school that day
Was a bit late but it was a Monday
Kept after class for answering back
You apologized, where's the harm in that?
What have you done?
There's no need to run
If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by
Gun crime into your right ear
Drugs and violence into your left
Default white headphones flooding the auditory
Subconscious waves you accept
You're sitting on the 4 back home
"Where you at, G? Answer your phone"
Pause the poison to answer his message
Your boy sounds rushed, fears for his adolescence
What have you done?
There's no need to run
If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by
Tall black shadow as you're getting off the bus
Shadow shows no emotion, so what's even the fuss?
But the face of your boy casts a darker picture
Of the red-handed act, he's gonna whisper
"Look blud, I'm sorry 'cause I know you got my back
He was running, I couldn't think, I had to get out of that"
Not long ago you were miming to the "Shook Ones"
Now this really is part two 'cause you're the shook one
Hands you the tool as you question your friendship
How's man like you gonna make me a convict?
Level of a felon when I've done nothing wrong
Blood on my hands, but I don't know where it's from, no
You got blood on your hands, but you don't know where it's from
So you better run when you hear the sirens coming
No, you better run when you hear the sirens coming
Run, oh
Run, oh
Don't you run
Don't you run when you hear the sirens coming
What have you done?
There's no need to run
What have you done?
Run, run, run, run
No, you better run, run, run, run
Oh, run, run, run, run, run
Mm, don't you run
Don't you run
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