You better run, run from the devil You better run, run from the devil You better hide, hide Hide from the Hide from the Young boy Trying to rule the world I see Well, young boy I can give you everything Diamonds Everything you touch can be Golden But first you gotta listen to me I'll tell the truth, I'll promise you This world may frown upon the things I have you do But I got taste, and I got style I know the twists and turns to make your life worth, You better run, run from the devil You better run, run from the devil You better run, run from the devil You better run, run from the devil My brother you could probably win in a shit talking competition My compositions the opposition of all the shit that Got niggas wishing to spit tragic, the shit that get You deal crack and you spend cash on cement asses My heart burns in the fire of truth Got the heat of seven suns in the meteor treatment needed More niggas burn on WorldStar than 1792 Won't act like I'm any better, you or me, I am you We are hate, we are love, as below so above We got poison everywhere so what's a war on a drug? We at war with ourselves, talking war with no guns So if you had to meet yourself would you go do it a run? 'Cause I could be MLK, I could be Juicy J Or a lame on Instagram that shows the world his AK Fourty seven's the way, you can follow a stray At the end of the day, at the end of the day you better (Run!) Run in some type of direction 'Cause the people going nowhere are the ones that are flexing I'm not trying to be a preacher, I was never a reverend But I can take your ass to church and show you glimpses of heaven you better (Run!) Run in some type of direction 'Cause the people going nowhere are the ones that are flexing I'm not trying to be a preacher, I was never a reverend But I can take your ass to church and show you glimpses of heaven you better (You better run, run from the devil)