Astronautalis - Running Away From God paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Running Away From God - Astronautalis



Even after six months NoLa still a wreck
The ninth ward still had water to your chest
Under I-10 (10) they piled dead cars
Ever seen an ambulance with high water marks?
They don't think so 'more - all we do is freeze
Brace for that old taste a chaser strong
Piss with blood on lipskin blood
Would ya taste that whisky kids, goin' sweaty and free
Fuck a club Mo' fucker take that shit to the streets - G
We were born runnin' away from god, away from god
We were born runnin' away - away
We were born runnin' away from god, away from god
We were born runnin' away
10 euros, that's cheap for sure
Set it out and broke a word
With these people liking nothing
They'd rather drink what they had
But they buy your merch heh
Čadca isn't pretty but your crimes get worse
Pink liquor dark brown many seek with herbs
Bob Gill, get busy, they don't need the words
And anything is a club where the speakers work - ey!
Turn it up 'til it shakes the rafters
No kings no gods no masters
Beat bill by the ever collapsing
Little kids are tagging, all cops are bashing in
Any bypass and then they OG jack
If they don't need no magic just to make this happen
Make out make do make the best of what you got turn the volume up
'Til it shakes the rafters
'Til it shakes the rafters
'Til it shakes the rafters
'Til it shakes the rafters
We make our own disasters
We were born runnin' away from god, away from god
We were born runnin' away - away
We were born runnin' away from god, away from god
We were born runnin' away
Ey Ey Ey Ey Ey
We ain't no gangsters
We ain't no dull
We all just flesh and blood and we don't need you to mess it up
We independent son we dig our own graves
For old lanes that the old play just for fun
You could test his cum
We were waitin' by that front gate with a beam up and a cup
But I'm dumb founded of my home town
Cops come, they all just run
Their lord wants us out we pack our bags and shut that whole thing up
So I's like "aight what you do when police come through to shake you down?"
Laughed out loud and said "we lock them mother fuckers out"



Writer(s): Kyle Smith, Charles Andrew Bothwell


Astronautalis - Running Away from God
Album Running Away from God
date de sortie
28-03-2016




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