All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You'd better run, better run, out run my gun You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette,

I fell apart, but got back up again, No warning sign, no alibi Were fading faster than the speed of light. Took our chance, crashed and burned. No, we'll never ever learn. And then I fell apart, but got back up again, yeah. We both could see crystal

Speed up, go fast 4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy) Breath out, shake that ass Million, on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay, me Breath in, breath in Breathe in, breathe in Breathe out, shake that ass