• 标题:Runaway
  • 歌手:Kanye West (feat. Pusha T)
  • 专辑:My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
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    Kanye West - Runaway (Featuring Pusha T)
    My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy (2010)

    show some love to ROC
    ROC NATION, NIGGA

    And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
    You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
    I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
    So I think it's time for us to have a toast
    Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
    Let's have a toast for the assholes,
    Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
    Every one of them that I know
    Let's have a toast to the jerkoffs
    That'll never take work off
    Baby, I got a plan
    Run away fast as you can
    She find pictures in my email
    I sent this girl a picture of my dick
    I don't know what it is with females
    But I'm not too good with that shit
    See, I could have me a good girl
    And still be addicted to them hoodrats
    And I just blame everything on you
    At least you know that's what I'm good at
    yeah, I always find
    And I always find
    Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
    You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
    Run away from me, baby
    Run away
    … I get crazy
    Just run away
    … I got a plan
    Run away as fast as you can
    24/7, 365, pussey stays on my mind
    I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
    Now pick your best move, you can leave or live wit' it
    Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off
    Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs, haha
    Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
    Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
    Hoes like vultures, they wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
    You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
    Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
    Comes wit' a price tag, baby, face it
    You should leave if you can't accept the basics
    Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix
    Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
    I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
    P!
    Never was much of a romantic
    I could never take the intimacy
    And I know it did damage
    'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me
    I'm guessin' you're at an advantage
    'Cause you could blame me for everything
    And I don't know how I'ma manage
    If one day you just up and leave
    Let's have a toast for the douchebags
    Let's have a toast for the assholes
    Let's have a toast for the scumbags
    *Fade Out, and peace out, niggaz*