Run

What the fuck is wrong with you
I can't see through the shit you do
I turn my back and you come in my house
And try to snatch my baby
You really want to go to war? Fine!
Push you back on your own land mines
Blackbirds with your frickin' hand signs
Tomahawk to your goddamn eyes
Blowin' up ribs and spines
I'm behind enemy lines
Hittin' Drams with some fine as wines
While your whole fuckin' family cries
Is this what we teach our children
Don't turn the other cheek just kill them
Hey little Johnny, no one loves you
These are the lies that make the children
Run
What am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to feel?
This can't be real, I'll
Run
All I want to do is kill
No time to chill
I guess it's ill, I got to
Run
When the smoke is gone
I'm comin' for your ass
And now it's your turn to
Run
My love of mine has turned to hate
And you and yours now I'm away
I don't give a damn about your cause of cut
And arms are breakin', jaws stay out of my duck
I'm drunk, my chunk veer over the ear
Twenty blocks from the crib oh no
Wife front the corner too hell no
Go head punk walk slow
So I catch up to your elbow
To the back of your head blood flies
Don't care for government lies
Just stepped on the wrong foot bitch
Open up wide eat a dick
Is this what we teach our children
Don't turn the other cheek just kill them
Hey little Johnny, no one loves you
These are the lies that make the children
Run
What am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to feel?
This can't be real, I'll
Run
All I want to do is kill
No time to chill
I guess it's ill, I got to
Run
When the smoke is gone
I'm comin' for your ass
And now it's your turn to
Run
My love of mine has turned to hate
And you and yours now I'm away
We have foot and hell could lie
You gonna chose your side or will hide
The rude word is the word ignorance
Is ignore which is a verb
And basically ignorance is a choice
The way we treat each other on this earth
We've chosen not to see is unusual
But man I'm tellin' you
It's brutal and inexcusable
Run, Run, Run, Run
Is this what we teach our children
Don't turn the other cheek just kill them
Hey little Johnny, no one loves you
These are the lies that make the children