| [Hook] | |
| Should I run, should I run away | |
| Should I run away and never look back? | |
| (oh no, oh no) | |
| How could I ever go back the way I left? | |
| [Verse 1: J. Han] | |
| I’ll be rapping my tail off truly on my lizard flow | |
| Brother, I ain’t scared though | |
| Running through this jungle and I’m feeling like a nomad | |
| No, man. no more letting these opinions drive a boat to no man’s | |
| Land in the sand and maybe you will live the kodak | |
| Moment after moment every time you need to go back | |
| And recuperate to the lab again, drawing board or labyrinth | |
| Hunger’s like a labrador retriever and it’s back again | |
| Hello. tryna not be othello | |
| I believed the hype, mistaking grapes for morellos | |
| Didn’t realize that it would taste sour | |
| Every second, every hour, certainly was not godiva | |
| I was certain I was ready for this journey unknown | |
| It’s better not to know how the journey unfolds | |
| If I knew, man, I’d run away, I’d run away | |
| Like a coward I would cower, never taking steps of faith | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 2: J. Han] | |
| Man, I’m looking for some peace | |
| Some peace of mind cause I got it so conflicted | |
| I put the focus all about chasing dreams | |
| And neglected living out my convictions (wait a minute) | |
| I gotta pause and recall why I did it in the first place | |
| Never entered in this race to be first place | |
| Cause the last shall be put ahead | |
| I truly hope this adventure is budapest | |
| Beautiful is the campaign | |
| Can’t blame everybody for my bad aim | |
| And back pain all because of low standards | |
| I’m shooting at going for the max damage | |
| Feeling insecure cause the money short handed | |
| Drinking my pride by the pints and the gallons | |
| Maybe it’s true that I made a mistake | |
| For not being a coward and taking these steps of faith | |
| [Bridge] | |
| How you feeling? I’m feeling good today x3 | |
| Shalom, cause everything will be okay | |
| [Verse 3: John Givez] | |
| Give me a second to recollect | |
| They tell me my record is irregular | |
| They talking I walk a line between sacred and secular | |
| Save it for the reckoners, its red in my eyes | |
| Im tip toeing through these terminals & floating in skies | |
| I see my clout up in the clouds, clouded by the thousands | |
| Of people tellin’ me that with my words they get aroused | |
| This route dun kept me from around the way? | |
| Im hardly home my momma wonder if Im sound and safe | |
| The safest sound is in my hotel, sending off my hope mail | |
| I need some peace & quiet speaking to God is hard to do now | |
| If Im honest all this talk about what ima do now as an artist | |
| Isnt it all its cracked up to be, crack a smile for company | |
| Accompanied with questions ‘bout the quest Im on for greatness | |
| I question if these people look at me & think Im famous | |
| Its crazy cuz, I started making music for some peace | |
| A way to get away from all the drama in the streets, should I run? |
| Hook | |
| Should I run, should I run away | |
| Should I run away and never look back? | |
| oh no, oh no | |
| How could I ever go back the way I left? | |
| Verse 1: J. Han | |
| I' ll be rapping my tail off truly on my lizard flow | |
| Brother, I ain' t scared though | |
| Running through this jungle and I' m feeling like a nomad | |
| No, man. no more letting these opinions drive a boat to no man' s | |
| Land in the sand and maybe you will live the kodak | |
| Moment after moment every time you need to go back | |
| And recuperate to the lab again, drawing board or labyrinth | |
| Hunger' s like a labrador retriever and it' s back again | |
| Hello. tryna not be othello | |
| I believed the hype, mistaking grapes for morellos | |
| Didn' t realize that it would taste sour | |
| Every second, every hour, certainly was not godiva | |
| I was certain I was ready for this journey unknown | |
| It' s better not to know how the journey unfolds | |
| If I knew, man, I' d run away, I' d run away | |
| Like a coward I would cower, never taking steps of faith | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2: J. Han | |
| Man, I' m looking for some peace | |
| Some peace of mind cause I got it so conflicted | |
| I put the focus all about chasing dreams | |
| And neglected living out my convictions wait a minute | |
| I gotta pause and recall why I did it in the first place | |
| Never entered in this race to be first place | |
| Cause the last shall be put ahead | |
| I truly hope this adventure is budapest | |
| Beautiful is the campaign | |
| Can' t blame everybody for my bad aim | |
| And back pain all because of low standards | |
| I' m shooting at going for the max damage | |
| Feeling insecure cause the money short handed | |
| Drinking my pride by the pints and the gallons | |
| Maybe it' s true that I made a mistake | |
| For not being a coward and taking these steps of faith | |
| Bridge | |
| How you feeling? I' m feeling good today x3 | |
| Shalom, cause everything will be okay | |
| Verse 3: John Givez | |
| Give me a second to recollect | |
| They tell me my record is irregular | |
| They talking I walk a line between sacred and secular | |
| Save it for the reckoners, its red in my eyes | |
| Im tip toeing through these terminals floating in skies | |
| I see my clout up in the clouds, clouded by the thousands | |
| Of people tellin' me that with my words they get aroused | |
| This route dun kept me from around the way? | |
| Im hardly home my momma wonder if Im sound and safe | |
| The safest sound is in my hotel, sending off my hope mail | |
| I need some peace quiet speaking to God is hard to do now | |
| If Im honest all this talk about what ima do now as an artist | |
| Isnt it all its cracked up to be, crack a smile for company | |
| Accompanied with questions ' bout the quest Im on for greatness | |
| I question if these people look at me think Im famous | |
| Its crazy cuz, I started making music for some peace | |
| A way to get away from all the drama in the streets, should I run? |
| Hook | |
| Should I run, should I run away | |
| Should I run away and never look back? | |
| oh no, oh no | |
| How could I ever go back the way I left? | |
| Verse 1: J. Han | |
| I' ll be rapping my tail off truly on my lizard flow | |
| Brother, I ain' t scared though | |
| Running through this jungle and I' m feeling like a nomad | |
| No, man. no more letting these opinions drive a boat to no man' s | |
| Land in the sand and maybe you will live the kodak | |
| Moment after moment every time you need to go back | |
| And recuperate to the lab again, drawing board or labyrinth | |
| Hunger' s like a labrador retriever and it' s back again | |
| Hello. tryna not be othello | |
| I believed the hype, mistaking grapes for morellos | |
| Didn' t realize that it would taste sour | |
| Every second, every hour, certainly was not godiva | |
| I was certain I was ready for this journey unknown | |
| It' s better not to know how the journey unfolds | |
| If I knew, man, I' d run away, I' d run away | |
| Like a coward I would cower, never taking steps of faith | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2: J. Han | |
| Man, I' m looking for some peace | |
| Some peace of mind cause I got it so conflicted | |
| I put the focus all about chasing dreams | |
| And neglected living out my convictions wait a minute | |
| I gotta pause and recall why I did it in the first place | |
| Never entered in this race to be first place | |
| Cause the last shall be put ahead | |
| I truly hope this adventure is budapest | |
| Beautiful is the campaign | |
| Can' t blame everybody for my bad aim | |
| And back pain all because of low standards | |
| I' m shooting at going for the max damage | |
| Feeling insecure cause the money short handed | |
| Drinking my pride by the pints and the gallons | |
| Maybe it' s true that I made a mistake | |
| For not being a coward and taking these steps of faith | |
| Bridge | |
| How you feeling? I' m feeling good today x3 | |
| Shalom, cause everything will be okay | |
| Verse 3: John Givez | |
| Give me a second to recollect | |
| They tell me my record is irregular | |
| They talking I walk a line between sacred and secular | |
| Save it for the reckoners, its red in my eyes | |
| Im tip toeing through these terminals floating in skies | |
| I see my clout up in the clouds, clouded by the thousands | |
| Of people tellin' me that with my words they get aroused | |
| This route dun kept me from around the way? | |
| Im hardly home my momma wonder if Im sound and safe | |
| The safest sound is in my hotel, sending off my hope mail | |
| I need some peace quiet speaking to God is hard to do now | |
| If Im honest all this talk about what ima do now as an artist | |
| Isnt it all its cracked up to be, crack a smile for company | |
| Accompanied with questions ' bout the quest Im on for greatness | |
| I question if these people look at me think Im famous | |
| Its crazy cuz, I started making music for some peace | |
| A way to get away from all the drama in the streets, should I run? |
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