Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway

Married men act different
they by themselves, don't they?
You see with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man, everything going brother?"
"Just taking it easy, out with the lady"
"Alright, God you, take it easy now"
You be like that nigga like that
You see him by himself, "What's up Tony?"
"Hey yo, where's the at nigga?"
Where's the

Yeah, give me my
Lord enough time to chase
All these dreams, I mean I got no to wait
Love my but I told her straight up "don't wait up"
home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up
Used to free as a bird, but now I'm laid up
like a nigga got handcuffs on
How the fuck did my life become a love song?
She for a nigga and she stand up for him
But a wanna be a nigga, be a nigga
Ride through the streets with freaks and niggas
She never what it's like to be a man
Knowing when you look inside you see a nigga
And you don't wanna let her
But you too young for the down
And maybe you can thug it out, learn is love about
When you can't with her and you can't live without
Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his on me
saying
"Baby, why don't you these bands on me?"
And I came to
She pop a molly let the motherfucking games
I'm

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on desperately
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on

it's all said and done everybody dies
In this life no happy endings
Only beginnings
Followed by years of and fake repentance
The preacher says we made in image of Lord
To which I replied: "Are you
Even the Even the whore?
Even the running through bitches on tour?"
With a girl at home folding clothes and shit
She faith in him and he knows and shit
Like the fuck is a break
Don't know how much I can no more
I you all I got till it ain't no more
No more tears it's been ten long years, damn
I know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her
You complaining 'bout every time you out, you back she pout
back to back, this is whack
We 'bout to go platinum and I'm in the crib out
My childhood fantasies of and home
But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd to bone
And despite the rumors you hold out on account of your
She's has got to spend her alone
And she ride or die Eve and 'em
Make home-cooked every evening
And even then, your days
you're no longer Superman
At you know you got Lois Lane
But you

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on desperately
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on

Yeah, unbelievable seen evil not even Knievel know
At age 3 I knew this was three below
Listen, even my ego low achieved the unachievable
if my confidence was halfway decent, yo
This just in, fucked more than Bieber though
Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the to know
Basis, my manager back in the days was
I was a young boy, passing skates and laces
Old perverted white man who me: "Jermaine
It's all on the inside, fuck what color their face is"
Wise words from an man
me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of them
In chains and powerless, brave souls to cowardice
Slaving in the sun for hours just
To see the master into the shack where your lady at
9 later got a baby, that's
Not quite you expected, but you
to neglect it, cause you
Know your loves you, does you refuse to accept it?
That's that type shit that tell why my light-skinned
Rich white man rule the nation
Only difference is we all slaves now, the chains concealed
In our thoughts, if I my heart to save myself
Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave
You

Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm holding on
Runaway, runaway, runaway,
I'm on