Correction Lyrics Top Speed Running by Datin

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Menace, menace, menace, menace
Hmm (Let us examine tonight)
How can they hear without somebody telling them?

All I hear is, fake news, fake news
Democracy is an illusion, presidents are puppets they choose
They prove to be unfaithful, they promise breakthrough, they bait you then get your hopes up but never make moves
[?], people struggle just to make due, the rich get richer they be grumbling with they plates full
They not for the people, at the bottom's where they place you
It's always in they favor when our leaders legislate rules
Together we are force but that ain't the case, dude
Bring the politics we get to acting like the apes do
Picking sides, left and right, arguing, debate, feuds
Fighting over people that don't love you, so disgraceful
Look how rap and the media portrays you
It's propaganda causing the divide that is racial
They make us look like animals and though it ain't true
They got the cops scared of us that's why they shoot
If you waiting on the president to save you, don't hold your breath, you will suffocate, and turn bright blue
But I know somebody that can bring a change to
And make new all that has been broken, He is Jesús
That's why I'm tying up my show strings bro
And I'm running towards the people on my Usain Bolt
Took it from the Good News and tell 'em, "You can grow"
And see more W's than at a WuTang show
I am running

They keep the truth from you so that you can't grow (Run)
He chained you to the bottom so that you can't go (Run)
But help is on the way, I'm on my Usain Bolt (Run)
Beautiful art to feed that will go, let's go
Top speed, man, your boy running (Boy running)
Moving my three, man, your boy running (Boy running)
They'll never stop me, man, your boy running (Boy running)
Yeah, beautiful art to feed that art

Running, running
Running, running
Won't erase what I know, I'm
Running, running
Running, running (NFTRY)
Won't keep it on the low, I'm

Yeah, somebody gotta give the Gospel a rundown
Hope fiend hustler, preaching over the gun sound
Low-key test to keep the gas when I come around
Shooter need two pounds of pressure for the gun to sound, uh
Streets will love to put a pop star, underground shotgun
Easier to talk when you cut it down
Look around for hope when you broke and it's not around
You around, you gon' see the coco, coco
Places I go, they say that he local, loco
Bear the image of the living King like it's a photo
Coming to a city near you, I'm doing promo
Joseph in the rainbow coat but this Polo
Kicking nothing but spiritual facts like it a dojo
Wishing Christ did the miracle acts wearing a GoPro
Warring in this life of sin, it get dark
But it's really not quite so dim, I get a spark
In my spirit when I read, the part 'bout where He lead
And my depression get a lesson and I hope I never could concede
No more bottles being swallowed by the belly of the beast
Get off my knees and I go run to set the captives free, free, free

Running, running
Running, running
Won't erase what I know, I'm
Running, running
Running, running
Won't keep it on the low, I'm

Life ain't been the same since you showed up, glowed up
In a world so dark, yeah, you showed up, showed up
We take our feet to the ground and we show love, show love
Even with scars all on 'em
Carry weights so enormous
Yet they stay so gorgeous

Running, running
Running, running
Took a couple blows I'm
Running, running
Running, running
Won't erase what I know, I'm
Running, running
Running, running
You have made me whole I
Running, running
Running, running
Won't keep it on the low, I

Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, slow down
Why you in such a rush?
This is not a race
Take your time
You'll get it done
There's always tomorrow
Hahahahahaha

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