Run

Chorus:
Your nightmares are worth more than dreams/
And the beast we’ve unleashed is a certified fiend/
For every single fear in the fibers of you being/
It ain’t enough for it to see you scream/
So you better run nigga, let it have it’s fun nigga/
Days where you live the foul way is now done nigga/
Trap you in a web that you never knew was spun nigga/
Feeding time, it don’t leave crumbs nigga, Kanodadda/

Verse 1:
And we released it like the Kraken/
Its creators are the titans that were destined for the clashing/
If you address us wrong, then we’ll send you back packing/
See our style’s not a trend, just a fashion that we act in/
With a monster, you can hear before you see it/
We can bring it but your character determines if we free it/
Salivates the moment that it knows we gotta feed it/
Only stops when the chosen voice is heeded, Kano, Grand-hold up/
You should know the names at this junction/
But what you’ll never know is the way we fully function/
Against the weak minded living life by assumption/
Who lack the proper passion and the gumption, it’s coming/
Forrest fire flows, we can rumble in the jungle/
I can show you who’s the greatest, leave you grilled and mad humble/
Strip of you of your title, make you psycho till it’s viral/
So the whole world can see how you spiraled, good night tho/
Chorus

Verse 2:
It’s the necessary evil/
For the niggas steady stunting like they bloodline’s Knievel/
Who dare to deal with devils, in the aim for higher levels/
Till they crash and burn and when the dust settles/
They’re greeted by a creature of the rebels, there to pick your last petal/
Yeah you may have had the roots but you ain’t special, just square/
Fresh meat with well done skills, very rare/
But they still poison us and then pretend like they care/
Skull and crossbones on the tones/
From clones, phony’s and puppets they fueling through the phone/
Who should amplify they role into the same league of legends/
But they thinking it’s a game so they’ll never be our brethren/
Too late to understand, I suggest you call your reverend/
Have him pray for your soul cause you’ve met your armageddon/
There is no escape, gotta pay for what you’ve done/
And the small saving grace is in the chase, Run/
Chorus

Outro (x4):
Kanodadda (x3), Feeding time, it don’t leave crumbs nigga, Kanodadda