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runway - scriptz lyrics

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[chorus]
draggin heels on the motherf*ckin runway
plane ain’t takin’ off its another bl**dy sunday
i’ma complain, feeling like i’m dumb mane
pick your poison yeah im choosin on this gun, eh
run, ayy, run to the otherealm
cemetary feelin vacant, might fill it with your brother’s ilk
i’m a cut of silk, edward scissorhands in this b*tch we gon’ kinda k!ll
what i mean is toture you kinda coo
lookin’ like i’ll waterboard on you under motherf*ckin’ sunny weather too
serve a devil intravenus, dmt in bloodstream yeah it’s such obsceneness
sh*t i think i did it too much might land you on the venus
i’m in a chemical, headed to headyville, dressed for the k!ll with adidas
wipe the blood off ’em, and make your coffin heeebie jeebies
fill it with bugs, maggots, snakes and some tragic leaches
suckin’ your blood, i’m the mud watch a far i’m jesus

[verse]
made of cobble, sell it to ’em, stack me up, i’m a wall
you ain’t gettin’ through it if my chest says anything at all
i knock ’em over do ’em dirty trojan horse after dark
heard a whisper shoot a birdy with a baretta slingshot
blang, blyat boom to his head he’s aloof
made him schizophrenic with a placed shot on his roof
it’s an epidemic that these f*ck boys are in gettin through
hang em dry on a crucifix that i made for who and who?
[chorus]
draggin heels on the motherf*ckin runway
plane ain’t takin’ off its another bl**dy sunday
i’ma complain, feeling like i’m dumb mane
pick your poison yeah im choosin on this gun, eh
run, ayy, run to the otherealm
cemetary feelin vacant, might fill it with your brother’s ilk
i’m a cut of silk, edward scissorhands in this b*tch we gon’ kinda k!ll
what i mean is toture you kinda coo
lookin’ like i’ll waterboard on you under motherf*ckin’ sunny weather too
serve a devil intravenus, dmt in bloodstream yeah it’s such obsceneness
sh*t i think i did it too much might land you on the venus
i’m in a chemical, headed to headyville, dressed for the k!ll with adidas
wipe the blood off ’em, and make your coffin heeebie jeebies
fill it with bugs, maggots, snakes and some tragic leaches
suckin’ your blood, i’m the mud watch a far i’m jesus

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