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The Great Escape Songtext
von Kings Dead

The Great Escape Songtext

Super stupid come around
Call another brother down
Layin down low
Were tryin to find another sound
I got rabbles in the lake house
I got rabbles in the lake house

Super stupid come around
Call another brother down
Layin down low
Were tryin to find another sound
I got rabbles in the lake house
I got rabbles in the lake house

Great weather
Trees jealous
Great color
Running off to have it


Cold summer
In season far chillin
You remember what happened
You run off to have it
Shit I got my new world order
No same sex married to me for a quarter
Only Muslims, Christians
Celestial church livin
He dont like my flow flow
Ive been putting middle finger up
Since I was so so
And now Im so so deaf
I put no shoes on
When I pray to He
Who is higher?
New desire

Shes set to burn
But its only fire
Only death to whoever tries this

Its cold in my lake house
8 hours out of the city
God its cold in my lake house
8 hours out of the city

Super stupid come around
Call another brother down
Layin down low
Were tryin to find another sound
I got rabbles in the lake house
I got rabbles in the lake house


Suburbia
Running from suburbia
Made a new world
All the kids call utopia
Im just trying to get there
Let kids down, down
Yeah yeah I know that
So Im seeking ocean
Like you already know that
I think its vital
Homie only the rabble could save you
Like when Leo died for trying to rescue you
I guess my motive is Titanic
Enough about your motives nigga
Tell us what your plan is
Okay okay

Suburbia
Running from suburbia
All the kids call utopia
Im just trying to get there
Let the kids down down
Backwards, yeah I already know that

Im just running from suburbia
Midnight in Miami
White teeth
Blue jeans
Yeah she wears this to the Grammys
I dont wanna be a hero
I dont live to gain life
But if a player plays super mad
I might just be quick tonight
It was 90 something
Momma said think it better
I see momma
I understand

Im just running from suburbia
Midnight in Miami
White teeth
Blue jeans
Yeah she wears this to the Grammys

Drowning in a world that wont save you
Until you lose yourself
I am not your every day rap rap rapper, no
I am not your every day human
But summer school is black in action
We are always on the ride
Every hour was classic
Every verse is certified
I play this system for these solar niggaz
Taken days or planets
And you vanish how you came
And I cant stand it
Im a walking contradiction
Yeah I know Im tryin to change it
So you are not alone
Think how your mother raised you
So true

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