You ever been faced with a life changing dilemma? Well I have. You know life sometimes throws you a curveball but it’s up to you to make the best of it. Let’s go!

Verse 1:
Fresh off the military mission
My ambition to serve Uncle Sam, listen
I can’t live in a society of crime
You look and find you’ll find no one fiery as I am
About the prospect of cleanin’ the block yes
You signin’ up next to be in a team with the cops guess
[?] your guess was the war vet with a pure rep
Check it, this ain’t even for [?]
This more or less for the poor and less fortunate
Tormented by the drug lord and his cornermen
They slaughter innocent youths with they drive-bys
And poor women, either they shoot or they rob, why?
‘cause the witness is intimidated
And some cops are corrupt
You know what? Better you didn’t say it
But I don’t care, any gang I can infiltrate it
But what happens when you find your boys are the biggest gangstas?

Hook:
I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the re-
I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the return

Verse 2:
What a catch-22? If I asked one of you
What would you do if you was in my shoes?
Tell the truth
If it was one of your boys
And you’re the one that’s employed
By the state, would you say
That you don’t want it no more?
Well this is worse, cats that you knew as a adolescent
Who had your back when other cats came at your neck and
They at the family events and everything
Christmas, Thanksgiving and wedding days
And every way when you needed them they came through
But the same dudes who brang food they slang too
You know exactly what they doin’ and it ain’t cool
They’re a shameful gang who would even bang schools
Taking the lives of angels
For a few lame jewels and it’s painful
Got a decision to make and it’s hard
But you can’t do nothin’ so will this plot change you?
Now you wanna
Hook:
I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the re-

I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the return

Verse 3:
Moment of truth but I don’t know what I’m goin’ to do
Should I let the day guide me? I’m hopin’ it do
As I put on my boots, socks and my shirt
This order is awkward off ‘cause I’m nervous
Stain in my sweats with this drank that I kept
Spillin’ brilliant I gotta change it again
Tryna look appalled when really I am stallin’
‘cause I know the day’s not something I can augment
Thoughts in my skull just brawlin’
I’m walkin’ to the destination, I’m ‘bout to come upon them
I soon saw them, one of them was callin’
Some dude crossing the street, now they arguin’
I start joggin’, I’m tryna get nearer
My homeboy pulls out what looks like a mirror
It’s not a mirror, it’s a chrome gun
I got my own gun, will I stop him or will it owe one?
Hook:
I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the re-

I gots to run away
I need to run away
I gots to run away
I need to, this is the return
This is the return
This is the return