RUN!

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]

I wanted to see where you would go

So I left a light, all alone in the dark

I could see your reflection

I could see your reflection and I'm coming to get you

I wanted to be all that you know

So you couldn't see with a [?]

I guess you are who you are

At least I always know you got that far

Where you gonna go? When they're coming to get you

Where did you run? Another malcontent

I can't last a lot, I lost out again

I gain nothing at all, but knowing how to contend

Saying nothing was wrong, they're saying down the gin

Dream everyone lives inside a perfect world except me

Tell me how could that be?

I'm a slave to the rhythm of the beat, put the barrel to my body and they tell me move your feet

And he said

[Hook: Thundercat]

Run, run, run

Or face this gun, gun, gun

Run, run, run

Or face this gun, gun, gun

[Post-Hook: Vic Mensa]

Nobody move

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt

You want a war, you're bound to get murked

Dance

[Bridge: Vic Mensa]

And I will let you use me if you want it

You will have your movie, pick your star

I know you love it in the spotlight, don't you? Don't you?

I know you love it in the spotlight, don't you?

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]

I know you love when you wake up and go to work

And remember that you forgot my name was on your shirt

Then you remembered that you fucked last chance you ever had

Anyway, too bad, I know that shit gotta hurt

I'm an E! True Woodlawn story

Internet short, flash gordy, passport sporty boarder

Going in a pair of Jordys

That boy gone in the air, catch 'em

Them New York girls, they like my southside accent

Ask if I ain't been killing it a lot

Is the INNANET hot? Is the radio pop?

Or popped up out of nowhere pulled the plug on they plot

Plucking the feathers from the phoenix 'till it's stuck as a rock

Now I'm in between myself and a hard place

Heartbreak hotel, for me it never goes well

At the car chase when my car breaks and my carburetor explodes

And I flatline at the same time as my heart rate

[Hook: Thundercat]

Run, run, run

Or face this gun, gun, gun

Run, run, run

Or face this gun, gun, gun

[Post-Hook: Vic Mensa]

Nobody move

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt

You want a war, you're bound to get murked

Dance, Dance