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I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run

I see you making that effort, I let you in
Pendulum and my pep still swinging
I got my headphones ringing
'Cause when that pen start blinking, they make amends
This the only thing I ever use to clear my filthy head
Toxins had me with the bedrock, can't do that again

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On my soul, it ain't no headlock constricting all these wins
They gon' have to put a nigga in the pen
Every breath inspire life until my body in the wind, like
Step up to the plate, I wan' know how it feel to win
Had that anchor on my windpipe
How could I begin?
Pushed it off so I could swim
Had to take it to the chin

But to this moment, I can't shake this fucking feeling of pretend
Like I'm faking every movement that's gon' take me to the end
And appreciation coming with a cherry apple scent
Don't see deviation coming, but I'm clutching to my pen, screaming

I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run

These 990s touch the sand that they ain't never seen
'Cause everybody got opinions in the evergreen
And they won't never understand, but wanna intervene
Long as my hands above the water, ain't no mending me
I wasn't taught to let flamingos tell you what you need
'Cause I took flight in every dream to ever enter me
When I can't spill out in these poems, that's the end of me
When they start clicking for these folk
Then that's the end of every soul that tried to blind me

And the shit they recommend
Put that fear and doubt beside me
And my tears inside the pen
They gon' have to try and find me when I hatch and leave the hen
You can bet I'm coming for the heiney
And I'm bringing all my men
Finding everything shiny and then splitting it with them

That hesitation behind me, I cannot see my wit's end
I know they starting to find me, I know that I ain't begin
'Til I reach the shore and step into the sand
Screaming, "I don't wanna run"
Nigga
Uh

I don't wanna run no more
I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run, I don't wanna run

Writer(s): Marcus Morton, Alexander Silver

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