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Part II (On The Run) Lyrics

from Magna Carta Holy Grail

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"Part II (On The Run)" is track #9 on the album Magna Carta Holy Grail. It was written by Carter, Shawn / Nash, Terius / Harmon, Jerome / Fauntleroy, James / Mosley, Timothy / Mosley, Garland.
"Part II (On The Run)" is track #9 on the album Magna Carta Holy Grail. It was written by Carter, Shawn / Nash, Terius / Harmon, Jerome / Fauntleroy, James / Mosley, Timothy / Mosley, Garland.

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Who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché

What about the bad guy goes good, yea
And the missing love that's misunderstood, yea
Black hour glass, our glass toast to clichés in a dark past
Toast to clichés in a dark past

Boy meets girl
Girl perfect women
Girl get the bustin' before the cops come running uh
Chucking deuces, chugging D'USSE
Fuck what you say, boys in blue say uh

I don't care if we on the run
Baby as long as I'm next to you
And if loving you is a crime
Tell me why do I bring out the best in you
I hear sirens while we make love
Loud as hell but they don't know
They're nowhere near us
I will hold your heart and your gun
I don't care if they come, no
I know it's crazy but
They can take me
Now that I found the places that you take, take me
Without you I got nothing to lose

I'm an outlaw, got an outlaw chick
Bumping 2Pac, on my outlaw shit
Matching tatts, this ink don't come off
Even if rings come off
If things ring off
My nails get dirty
My past ain't pretty, my lady is, my Mercedes is
My baby momma harder than a lot of you niggas
Keep it 100, hit the lottery niggas
You ain't about that life ain't gotta lie to me, nigga
You know it's 'til the death, I hope it obvi' to niggas
Uh cross the line, speak about mine
I'mma wave this TEC, I'm a geek about mine
Touch a nigga where his rib at, I click clat
Push your ma'fucka wig back, I did that
I been wilding since a juvi'
She was a good girl till she knew me
Now she is in the drop bustin' U-ies screaming

Take me
Now that I found the places that you take, take me
Without you I got nothing to lose

Deeper then words, beyond right
Die for your love, beyond life
Sweet as a Jesus piece, beyond ice
Blind me baby with your neon lights
Ray Bans on, police in sight
Oh, what a beautiful death
Let's both wear white
If you go to heaven and they bring me to hell
Just sneak out and meet me, bring a box of L's
She fell in love with the bad guy, the bad guy
What you doing with them rap guys, them rap guys
They ain't see potential in me girl, but you see it
If it's me and you against the world, then so be it uh

I don't care if they give me life
I get all of my life from you
And if loving you had a price
I would pay my life for you

I hear sirens while we make love
Loud as hell but they don't know
They're nowhere near us
I will hold your heart and your gun
I don't care if they come, no
I know it's crazy but

I don't care I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
No I swear I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
I don't care I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
No I swear I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
(Without you I got nothing to lose)

Songwriters
CARTER, SHAWN / NASH, TERIUS / HARMON, JEROME / FAUNTLEROY, JAMES / MOSLEY, TIMOTHY / MOSLEY, GARLAND

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Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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