Lyrics Runaway - SPM

Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[South Park Mexican:]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still my whole albums sell like crack
Blow indo out the window, of my Limo
Sleepin' with my heat in my pillow
I really don't give a damn who you are
Understand that you dealin' with a shootin' star
Competition, never heard of it
I hit permanent. Did I murder it?
Afermative
The urban kid, learnin' quick about earnin' grib
Got more 8 ball than a pool tournament
Swearvin' & burbin' still cadillacin'
Still pack the mackin' still 'bout no rappin'
Drop like Geronimo, got porono-flow
You a bit too young, but your mama know
I'm pit-fisious, never fake-tisious
In this 'cause MC's so delicious...

Runaway, run for your life he's returned... [x2]

[South Park Mexican:]
Like Mexican, get revenge
Never stop settin' trends
To the level of excellence
Still stackin' dead presidents
It's evident, I'm Texas sent
Who plex get proper measurement
No refery's sellin' cheese
Enemies, Memories
Yes sir'y, rest in peace
Been that way for centuries
Set chemistry, I'm blessin' fiends
We the men of empty dreams
My every master piece
Influenced by street tragedy's
Got family tried jackin' me.
Alot of fun that'll be...

Runaway, run for your life he's returned... [x2]

[South Park Mexican:]
White postah, steak & lobster
Sautay shrimp, 5 5th & sauces
Craw fish, sausage, even austrage.
Why test one from the crack monsters?
Crunshes of the world of lobsters
My nina ross does wonders with the crossas
Ballers don't care whatcha call us
Livin' cautious, takin' no losses
All my whole office, got no accompliss
The thought of bosses makes me nautious
Promised mom this time it's honest
Drop hit's & make lagidimate profits
Knowledge from the street college
Reach for the top, just watch the copers
Imposter hate true Mobbstas
Cause we lost trust & we all bust...

Runaway, run for your life he's returned... [x2]