Graffiti sky, sky, sky
I don't think you all ready
Graffiti decorations under a sky of gray
This constant apprehension still giving me away
The lessons I've forgotten
Inside of all I've learned
Now I find myself in question
point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
point the finger at me again
i wunna run away [never say goodbye]
wanna no the truth [ instead of wondaring why]
wanna no the answers [ no more lies]
wanna no the truth [ no more lies]
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind x3
Paper bags and angry voices under a sky of gray
This constant apprehension won't seem to go away
All my talk of starting over
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
point the finger at me again
I'm guilty by association
point the finger at me again
I wanna runaway x2
I wanna know the truth x2
I wanna know the answers x2
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind x3
Gonna runaway, gonna runaway
Gonna runaway, gonna runaway
Runaway (repeated)
Ya'll not ready
Hey yo
I don’t think ya'll ready for what I'm about to do
Y'all new school dudes ain't even got no clue
How dare you forget about Bam and Zulu
Two urban jazz DJ's they paved the way
Let me spit it to y'all who said I wasn't gonna make it
Every time I blaze it, ya'll the first to hate it
My team rains supreme and stays strong
Every 2 series son, they scared to put us on
Can't get with the high prince, get off your atis
Too many of y'all is dyin' for us so I gotta blaze it
I'm still reppin BK, Brooklyn D and on
Hell fire and family alienation
Banging hits in the backyard
Out on the episode
I'm a little kid named
Phoenix Orion
I wanna runaway x2
I wanna know the truth x2
I wanna know the answers x2
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind x3