Runaway

Joe Budden

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    I said all that I'll say, so I stand with no apologies
    I've popped all that I popped, wasn't too recently that it got to me
    Those of ya'll that love Joe, gotta admit the shit was a lot to see
    Today I take all of the credit like I did away with modesty
    I lost weight, lost faith, I got caught up in that vacuum
    My stomach turned and my eyes burned, and I became best friends with the bathroom
    Today it takes all the strength I have inside for me to avoid the rush
    Face pokered over the toilet, all you hear is a royal flush
    Was under the control, though they warned me about addiction
    Mind manifested again in the form of a prescription
    And it's funny what the effects of that little pill'll do
    Funny shit that keeps you alive can also kill you
    But it's my life, guess I'm stuck in it
    Sometimes I wanna just be normal like them other kids
    The demon I battle with every night is simply drugs and shit
    But I'll runaway from it all if God deems that I've had enough of it

    They say don't get lost, you are the leader
    And don't do that, be a believer
    When the sun goes down, you better hide
    It's a dangerous world, better stay inside and
    Run along, run along
    It's a long long way, home from here
    Run along, run along
    It's a long long way, home from here, yeah

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    Uh, it go
    How come they can roll? Ya'll tell me how come they can smoke, they can drink?
    They get to do whatever they want and it don't interrupt the way they think
    They all get to be regular, why is it only me this odd?
    Me who can't even stand up straight, me who can't even keep a job
    Maybe I'm asking for too much, a tiny piece of normalcy
    Or answer to any one of my fucking prayers that's asking what's wrong with me
    Maybe I'm tired of being unique, tired of being that outcast
    I'm tired of me being the only one, so tired of you all not knowing about that
    I'm tired of it all, want me to fall a spectacle, for the crowd to see
    Or being the only one with faith, I'm tired of everybody doubting me
    I'm tired of responding to grown ass folks that think so motha fuckin childishly
    Aches, wish I could take my parents' genes the fuck up out of me
    Tired of wanting to run somewhere, tired of having to bare it all
    Tired of you fucks constantly taking from me and I'm willing to share it all
    Tired of being objective, I'm tired of having to hear it all
    But being alone is the only way I know to never be near it all

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    Composición: Zale Epstein y Ben Stevenson

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