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RAIZA BIZA - Run Away lyrics

Artist: RAIZA BIZA

album: High Beams


The shit that coulda been
I'm always tryna define the meaning of
The way the universe has got the brother runnin' across
But I unify my mind and purify my soul
You gentrify my land and I just couldn't let it go
I feel resentful, the type of shit to make me disrespectful
Pour my flow inside the ocean, shove my soul inside a test tube
Bless you, bless you
But who the fuck is comin' to rescue us?
So when they aimin' that heat at your head then it's best to duck
Pow, pow! Chow mein for the main meal
If you at the wrong place at the wrong time get your brain peeled back
Dear creator, what is with all of this violence?
I light my candle put it to the sky, mama there's silence
First we wanna take what we got
'Nother brother got shot
Always get shade for damn cops (Fuck the police)
They think I don' know what I want
Run away, run away, run away
Before we get locked up
Run away, run away, run away, run away
Before we get got, oh
We try and fail, we try again until the final floor
The iron door could not conceil the brightest diaspora
The melanin excudes the fire of the flyest aura
Baskin' in the sun, laughing at the ones who try control us
I wonder who made up the rules or better yet
Who want demand our sovereignty as if the kingdom never left
We've been drowning under water working hard to get a breath
Filled with trappers in the rat race, we all try to get ahead
But just imagine if we banded up and reunited
Reignited what the freedom fighters started
And decided that we wasn't going to take excuses or discussions
Together we a force but seperated we are nothing
Watching while the children live in terror out in Gaza
Hidden in a prison city, I can't put my faith in Karma anymore
Can't walk with no armour anymore
Tryna sleep, I do feel like I left my brother in a war
First we wanna take what we got
'Nother brother got shot
Always get shade for damn cops (Fuck the police)
They think I don' know what I want
Run away, run away, run away
Before we get locked up
Run away, run away, run away, run away
Before we get got, oh
Oh, oh
If you have multiple sources of force coercion
And terror coming at you
Prison industrial complex, racist criminal justice system
Viano 6 is one grand example of that
Disgraceful school systems
To what degree do you begin to think
Well my paranoia is actually justified
Because if they can sustain this level of
Psychic and physical terror against me
And they're obsessed with the terror that's against them
Then maybe they might not be believable or credible

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