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Royce Da 5'9" - ON THE RUN

(Woman) they was talking right here, ran up the alley and then he was shot, they shot him

(News Reporter) A good kid with a bright future and a fiance was killed. The other victim was shot in the back but is stable. The shooter is still walking the streets armed and very dangerous

(Royce) Fuck. Excuse me big fella
(Hotel clerk) Hey, hey how you doin
(Royce) How you doin, you got rooms available?
(Hotel clerk) Yeah what you need you need a 1 bed or 2 bed?
(Royce) Err 1 bedroom
(Hotel clerk) Ok we just need you to fill this out right here, just a lil information you know just in case. Alright urm now how will you be paying for this?
(Royce) Cash
(Hotel clerk) Cash?
(Royce) Yeah
(Hotel clerk) Ok. Alright here are your keys sir, the elevator's are that way your rooms going to be on the ninth floor.
(Royce) Alright have a goodnight

Looking out my window from my minds ?own/blown? hotel room
I remember that cold, cold rainy night
Looking out my window

[Verse 1: Royce]
Feeling all alone on the run
I'm still holding onto my gun
Body on it from the previous evening
I found out I'm wanted
Nigga's snitching is what the media screaming
I turn the channel on the tv the first 48 on
Man there ain't a loyal nigga on this tv nowhere
I cut the power off disgusted
I'm contemplating taking a shower to take all the gunpowder off
But what if they bust in, bustin'
The nigga at the front desk act like he dont recognise me but shit
There's a reward for me that nigga there hustlin
I cant trust him I gotta keep my eye on that window
Thinking about my kin folk, wife and babies
I cant talk to them, life is crazy
Whoever thought it would come to this over rap nonsense
Rap from the comfort of being attacked by my conscience

Looking out my window from my minds ?own/blown? hotel room
I remember that cold, cold rainy night
Looking out my window

[Verse 2: Royce]
I think I'ma write a letter to my children...

In case I dont make it
I'm up against time but I wont face it
Im thinkin about my life what it is now
And how one slug can change what it once was
I'm accepting the fact that I did that
I just want my wife back
I just want my kids back
I just want my niggas that don't snitch back
Cos real niggas know real niggas aint with that
Bbut whats the use of me being real im fucked now
I'm seeing sirens out the window thinkin what now
Damn am I the dude
Cos now that shit hit the fan I suddenly ran out of crew
But fuck it im in the shit ima end the shit
No way for me to benefit though im innocent
I hear a knock on the door like lets finish this

(Police) This is the Detroit police
We got the building surrounded
We know you're in there you asshole
come out we' gon use til the count of 3... 1....2....3
Drop the fucking gun drop it officer down officer down hold your fire hold your fire suspect down I repeat suspect down......

(Royce) This life is about honour, respect but more importantly this life is about choices. You make them and whether they turn out to be good ones or bad ones you live with them, you die with them. Let's go back to how it all started....

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