Running from a gun
Or some brain that ways a ton
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the cars
Cold, still searchin' through the night
N.C.
I refuse to fuss and fight
And God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
But maybe I just use too much
Verse 2
I was sitting in that bar
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene
N.C.
But I know I won't live for me
Cause I know God's got both,
the reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I've been drinking, just like you
And baby, you've got something I can use
Verse(drum 'n bass and you can slide up the guitar if you want)
Running from a gun
And some brain that ways a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave
But, all the D.J.'s do it
All the D.J.'s use it
N.C.
But I wanna be the same
And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" hear stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove
And maybe I just use too,
And maybe I just use too,
Maybe I'm just used too much.
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