Run - MuRli

Run…

Something wrong

Run…

To the beat of the drums

Run…

Something wrong

Run…

They’re coming to capture your soul

Operation Apocalypto we on the run

The revolution ain’t been the same since Napoleon’s

A few conspiracists entertaining us with opinions

It’s like they’re on a mission to keep the verity underground

Modern days have been a nightmare

Like a whole life on welfare

A lifetime in a rocking chair

Making moves, never getting there

What’s Einstein to Hiroshima?

Or missionaries to my grandma?

Some people revel in their dogma

Many would rather revert to the old or

Look to God for an apocalypse

Rotwang’s in the metropolis

And it feels more like a necropolis

Now ignorance is no longer bliss

Each second of each day

We slowly burning in clichés

The he said and she said

That’s overcasting the real thing…

Run…

Something wrong

Run…

To the beat of the drums

Run…

Something wrong

Run…

They’re coming to capture your soul

The serious look in your face could make me a Wayans

The sense of humour I got has managed to buy me a way in

Now opposition is the primary reason I’m rated

So long lives the revolution while I get paid

Better get out of the way

I got a new Formula for the kids

But I can’t take it coz I’m Obelix

Unless it’s the 1 in that case I’m Lewis

Brand new Mercedes I’m rolling in

I ran over the CDs to mp3

Sold a Millie with nothing but ABCD

So my industry poo on your artistry

I’m wishing for you to reciprocate

With your followers nothing but hypocrite

Trying to vindicate choices they made

With a view to equivocate

Killing you lyricists!

Waiting on you to relax

Take advantage and make you relapse

Setting you back to the start of the laps

Smashing your records on top of your lap…

Breathe!

Take a minute before you release

Heed!

Till the tension inside you increase

Believe!

Close your eyes!

Feel the energy

Breathe!

When the lion within is unleashed

Run