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Run for Your Life (Feat. Phantogram) – Big Boi

Lirik lagu: Run for Your Life (Feat. Phantogram)

[Verse 1 – Big Boi]
I need another lover
Like I need another hole
On the side of my temple, forever blowed
Like brains and eardrums as they explode
Got me running for my life, I suppose
Depending on my line of sight only
Dynamite, blow me
Bumping like a pair of dice
At night, nice and horny
No friction, not addicted to it
I’ll have you listening to Crooked
See me spitting
So, uh, shut the fuck up sometimes and listen to me
Not tryna be rude but having an attitude
Is counterproductive to being blissful
Make me not miss you
I’m dodging bullets yet I’m sending back these missiles
Been threw like them nukes do, your spot is too through
Kabloom, to blow up, now whatever the fuck is for us to do
Because there’s nothing left but ashes and fascist bastards
Cashless characters, out here with drugs to traffic
Enough of the motherfuking plastic narrative
Put ink to tablet, graph it, actual facts
It’s non-fiction, I’m blitzin’, on every single down
Make them get up get out
And get it, until you got all, I’m with it
Gon’ ball ’til you crawl just for the alcohol and bitches
You silly nigga, look at the bigger picture
Don’t let your thoughts get cut short just like a midgets Twitter

[Hook – Sarah Barthel]
Liquid lines, do it, fight
Hundred miles down
Tell me where you wanna go
Electric Eyes, hypnotize
Get your mind running, running
Where you wanna go?
You wanna slide down, my melted face
Tell me I’m the Queen, baby, what you need to know
You’re past subsides, let it light
I can hear you humming, humming
Where you wanna go?

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[Post-Hook]
Running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Where you wanna go?
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life

[Verse 2 – Big Boi]
It’s now or never, we can be here to the morning
I’m ghost when the moon stop glowing
Sunrise, Norah Jones and she want that Johnson and Johnson
But not that baby powder but my sausage
Knock, knock trying to get a baby out her
I put a baby in her, maybe in her mi-i-i-ind
Y’all nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty
To the top of the pyramid
Or to the center of the Earth where I went ahead
We ain’t never scared, just looking for a way out
It’s here ’til I’m dead I ain’t even trying to play house
Apartments, a condo, my mentality is complex
Fresh out the projects how’s your conscious
Now where your wine go? cause we got options
Multiple choices and can’t a motherfucker stop us

[Hook – Sarah Barthel]
Liquid lines, do it, fight
Hundred miles down
Tell me where you wanna go
Electric Eyes, hypnotize
Get your mind running, running
Where you wanna go?
You wanna slide down, my melted face
Tell me I’m the Queen, baby, what you need to know
You’re past subsides, let it light
I can hear you humming, humming
Where you wanna go?

[Outro]
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life
Run, run, running for my life

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The Thickets (Feat. Sleepy Brown) – Big Boi

Lirik lagu: The Thickets (Feat. Sleepy Brown)

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Ain’t it crazy how your life seem to play out like a movie?
I’m truly one of the baddest motherfuckers to ever do it
Done did it, gon’ do it again, and can’t nobody stop me
Cause I occupied the streets while these niggas they rhyme about shopping
Been a handsome ass nigga since my mama wiped my bottom
Kept a plethra of pussy on deck before the money, Armanis
Greens, bills, dividents and such
Operation grinding stacks cause these rappers are out of touch
All I could [?] just lost one for two key chains out of luck
My tail is never tucked, so fuck niggas be wearing ya buck
Let’s be clear, I’m a keep it straight up player like a gentleman
But I won’t go back and forth, east, west, south, north

[Hook: Sleepy Brown]
When my feet touch the ground
When the people are around
And I’m feeling all love
And I’m feeling all love
From the week that you stared
For the joy of the little bear
And I’m feeling all love
Yeah, I’m feeling all love

[Verse 2: Big Boi]
Yeah, it seems just like yesterday, where did the time go?
I’m giving you the best that I got, and need to make a rhyme flow
It’s time for that new, new shit that y’all been dying for
Divine flows, the radio got y’all like zombies, come alive, hoes
Like a litter full of puppies or a baby with a onesie on
Your old lady clumsy, holmes
That means she’s falling for Daddy Fat Sax, wanna show me some
Sweeter than some honeycombs, she wanna be the queen bee
The numero uno sitting on her throne next to me but ain’t gotta be easy
Why I got a seat for her? Why I am I make her laugh?
Reversed cowgirl, she ride it then make her booty clap
On breach bird, feet first, nigga with each verse, been ten toes down
To those familiar with the sound, so Shazam me
And then you google Dungeon Family
And when you do you will understand I’m bucko outta my noodle
With this pad and pen, and boy you penciled in
You temporary substitute and we can’t get you in, let’s begin

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[Hook]

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Hustle Blood (Feat. Debra Killings, Jamie Foxx) – Big Boi

Lirik lagu: Hustle Blood (Feat. Debra Killings, Jamie Foxx)

[Jamie Foxx]
Ayy (ayy)
Ayy (ayy)

Been patient, we both played our part in heart-breakin
Most time you hurt, more than I, face it
Took blows to the heart, that’s family
My mother, been 20 years with a hustler
He always taught, never talk slick
A woman’s place submit to a boss, couldn’t take it
So many nights seein momma on the couch stressin
She lookin at the clock, it’s quarter past 2
Next day, and still no sign of daddy
A hustler, always loyal to the customer
In love with the only example of family
I wanna say

[Chorus 2X: Jamie Foxx + Debra Killings]
Daddy said, when you hit 18
That you will never marry one like me
But didn’t know you fell for a hustler
Hustle blood all in me, all in me
But I’ve been waitin for this day to come

[Big Boi]
Waitin for the day to come
like waitin on the mailman first of the month
I’m a, straight go-getter, trend setter
Make her more wetter when a nigga bust
Dude I keep her soakin wet to the touch (I do)
No joke, can’t stop ’til she get enough
Like a paper towel, quick to pick her up
Blow smoke, chop chop, let her hit the blunt nigga what
Up, up, up and away (and away)
I ain’t fin’ to front
From the jump or the giddy up bruh
It’s plenty pretty bitties in the city I’m from
And I’m gon’ get me just one
To ride shotgun, do you hear me? Just one, one

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[Debra Killings]
Bum bum diddy bum bum, bum bum bum diddy bum bummmm

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Waiting for this day to come, lady come and give me some
You know you’re my only one, just lay back girl have some fun
Now come over let me squeeze, you so tightly let me see
just what you can do for me, drop down low and shake it please

[Big Boi]
Nothing in the world can keep us apart
Like Nettie and Seely from the start
My blood pumps red, but give me a purple heart
instead cause a nigga goes hard
Kinda like a egg, boilin in a pot of hot water (hot water)
Or like a Fed with a no-knock warrant
I want her, so I’ma go and get her, ya hear me?
We got her surrounded, she gonna give it to me
Give it up, gift wrap, hands up
Handcuff with the wrists back, back up (back up)
The type of chick’ll make a nigga act up
Mask up, get the Cadillac and mash up
Any, and every
thing on site like a drop box Chevy

[Debra Killings]
Bum bum diddy bum bum, bum bum bum diddy bum bummmm

[Chorus]

[Jamie Foxx]
Ayy (ayy)
Ayy (ayy)

[Interlude]

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Born to Shine (Feat. Run The Jewels) – Big Boi

Lirik lagu: Born to Shine (Feat. Run The Jewels)

[Verse 1 – Killer Mike:]
I walk in
Ric Flair’in’, long fur coat wearin’
Rolex rockin’, silk shirt wearin’
Silk socks, and balls need to breathe
So bitch the draws cotton cause you gon’ suck me when you leave
In a big Benzo on Lorenzos
With your homegirl LaQuinta who said she never did but she would try it
And as she higher than the fuckin’ Hyatt
She jet settin’, Moet’n, the God blesses
Against him prospers no weapon, champaignin’
Campaignin’, gator shoes high steppin’
My dopey eyes just hide behind my Dita frames
I heard this nigga say he don’t like me, well he the lame

[Hook – Sarah Barthel:]
It’s not your fault baby
We were just here born to shine

[Verse 2 – El-P:]
I walk with a spot on me, my life’s a sax solo
Neon sign fritz when I pass in all slo-mo
You don’t give the nod, you’d rather not even know me
Cause even me existin’ is killing your bitch mojo
I dance like a JoJo on blow, cut a rug to a hole
Polo undies got my nuts in a choke
I’m often stuck in smoke, the jukebox cut on
Without coins, I’m a magical bloke
I’ll barracuda you chum for the simple fact that you don’t know how to float
Another tragedy aborted, I’m a bad news bear, bae
I’m armed with a hanger of coats, you’ll get poked
Now your mom’s got a new lease on life, a new hope

[Hook – Sarah Barthel:]
It’s not your fault baby
We were just here born to shine

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[Verse 3 – Big Boi:]
A nigga like me just pull up, flight club, foreign or domestic
International player but also locally respected
Savannah to them pimpin’, drippin’ and stankin’ like the deuce do
Since baby needed pampers and that Laker needed them new shoe’
Make ’em call me B.B. King because I give that bitch the blues
Now she down on bended knee because she wanna lick the jewels
And I’m slick, ’bout to run up in her smooth with this dick
Take a couple polaroids to capture the mo-mo-moment
Now she’s caught up in the rapture of this mackin’, where your ho went?
In the back of the Cadillac, she gaggin’, ass and titties showin’
As a matter I’m ’bout to splash her with this Billy Ocean
And watch her rub it on her face, call it Johnson’s baby lotion

[Hook 2 – Sarah Barthel:]
It’s not your fault baby
We were just here born to shine
Kill Bill’n up this whole damn house and shine
Steppin’ over you fuck boy clowns and shine
Hey! Like Mr. Brown and shine
I’m moonwalkin’, wanna kiss myself and shine
Hugh Heffin’ all your bitches out and shine

Shine
Shine

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