Negative surrounds, this might be an omen,
You won’t last a round, if Aldo it, show it,
I am on a boat, if it dies I’ll row it/And the sharks are all around,
Wanna keep me rowin',

I’m just a dude from that place you know,
See me comin through with a place to go,
If ya light shines bright effervescent globe,
Then the people all around wanna dim that glowww,

What is this you hear,
Miniature vibrations inside your ear,
In a sphere you live where the hate can give even tiny little kids an excuse to fear,
Look to the sky, I think the end is here,
Maybe I can fly through the atmosphere,
Fly through the clouds and I won’t see the ground if I start losing speed then I’ll change my surrounds and,

Go, go, go, go
Fly back to the ground and take it real slow,
But the people wanna go and turn around so their friends become foes their hearts become hoes,

Take, me, back to the time when,
Real men, used their word not a pay check,
Real rap, had a flow, a direction,
Word play, not a reason for flexin,

Glass, house, held up with steel beams,
Ice falls, from the clouds, and you now see,
Shatter quick like a switchfoot kickflip,
Steel, beams, grosteque but still stand-ing.

I don’t see the reason to be a slave to the thing that makes you believe that all that you see and all you can be is next in a line of commodities.

I’m searching for it, grasping, for a, nother place,
I need to get some space,
They march like soldiers, follow orders,
Run away,
I need to run away,

It comes to the point where you bend and break,
Everybody else, has their head down, shake,
Everybody else, seems to stagnate, wait,
I will not succumb to a pre-drawn fate.

I’ll fail if I don’t, and I’ll still be poor,
And the mortgage, not to mention all the other loans,
And the judgement of a country where the poppy’s grown,
Are the only ones we chop, the collective groanssss,

(Runaway, just run away)

If you cave in there,
Look at all the money - that reward seems fair,
You can buy a box, if you lift the top off, let the air in, rigamortus kicks in,
The bling is tempting, you like accepting, a human’s word coz they wear a suit,
But,
That’s not an option, I’m too rebellious,
Life’s too short to wear a chained up necklass,

Feelin like I’m risin,
All I kept, are my new horizons,
I’m a wireless cellphone tower, signal to the people in the desert they cower,
The rabid sun keeps shining,
Their voices arching higher,
I will not succumb to the wailing of the dumb, I’m a runaway crumb, you’re the loaf, get some.

In single file, we take our line, way back in 1984,
I’ll hold your hand, we’ll take our stand,
And plunge into deep waters below,
So cold,
We froze,
We froze.

I’m searching for it, grasping, for a, nother place,
I need to get some space,
They march like soldiers, follow orders,
Run away,
I need to run away,

Run away run away don’t look back,
Take a breath, take a step, be an outcast