RUN

[Hook]
Run....
Something wrong
Run…
To the beat of the drums
Run…
Something wrong
Run…
They're coming to capture your soul

[Verse 1]
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…

[Hook]
Run....
Something wrong
Run…
To the beat of the drums
Run…
Something wrong
Run…
They're coming to capture your soul

[Verse 2]
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...

[Bridge]
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