I wanna run to you (oooh) Won't you hold me in your arms And keep me safe from harm I want to run to you (oooh) But if I come to you (oooh) Tell me, will you stay or will you run away I know that when you look at me There's so much that you just don't

So put them hands up higher Let's smash this party up This is the blast off It's time to blow this up So best you run for cover We about to hit self destruct Go all my people with me And none of us give a fuck

I was sittin' at home watchin TV all alone I'm so tired of reruns, the day goes on and on So I pick up the phone, call everyone I know Said there's gonna be a party, hit the music here we go You gotta live to party, bust your move Everybody's in the

Run up the money, then count up the commas And go get the money lil' bitch (Money, lil' bitch) Hundred round drum on the Glock These bitches be suckin' and swallowin' dick I swear I can't trust 'em for shit (Trust 'em for shit) Know that's a dusty lil'

And there's nowhere to go Where it's so white as snow Listen what I say, oh Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder Privately divided by a world so undecided Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed Step from the road to

Aren't you tired of all of the violence inside of you? You can run but you can't hide I've heard it all before Just let go Gravity, hold on to me So come and wash us away Just thank fuck that we don't last forever It's now or never Is this the catalyst?

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Fuck it all! fuck this world! Fuck everything that you stand for! Don't belong! don't exist! Don't give a shit! Don't ever judge me! I am the push that makes you move Over and over and under my skin Fuck you all! Running out of ways to run

Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Gold jewelry shining so bright Strawberry champagne on ice Sex by the fire at night Silk sheets and diamonds all white That thing go raw Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let's put some miles on it Anything

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third world-born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from