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Pro.Era - Run or Fly lyrics
30.12.2012, 11:16

(Chorus)
Before you fly, you gotta run,
Before you run, you gotta walk,
Before you walk, you gotta crawl,
Before you crawl, you gotta be born.
Said I came this far, I can’t go back,
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that.

(Verse)
As the dust turns to dawn, I keep growing,
Seeking knowledge, keeping on saying cheese without my tish on.
That’s right, I’m hot now, headed to the top down,
I got it on lock down, watch all my whole block down.
In part town, rolling up a dope, setting cools
And those in my tunes got the west on luck.
See my name on the bills and people showing off,
See the shit is real, cause I ain’t even old enough to buy lotto tickets,
But I guess my model did it,
People don’t listen to you till you fly,
Top five, they all laugh, thinking all 55, but you gonna think I lie, cause I never hid my eyes.
The ill minded, free will sounded,
World domination cause some, I cause on it.
I don’t reach my goal, but I’m done being a monitor,
Underground crime, they can’t think they can find us.

(Chorus)
Before you fly, you gotta run,
Before you run, you gotta walk,
Before you walk, you gotta crawl,
Before you crawl, you gotta be born.
Said I came this far, I can’t go back,
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that.

(Verse)
It’s the Brooklyn representative, no artificial intelligence,
Just thinking it light, ain’t even get flight jet,
I know you feel me pull out, you cannot decide,
And now it’s just all that you see, it’s just my aura.
All the time I became a reflection of brains, cash, Mary Jane,
What did I forgot to mention is, well,
Fat blunts since the age of 15,
You smoke tooth picks, I pick the stick out of my teeth.
Bon apetit, I’d rather be home sick than whole sick
Plastic cups would wrap the toast and keep me posted like pig snot.
Budging a ball and you can’t run out of air,
Don’t blink till you reach the top, keep up the stairs.
No competition, I smoke on a regular, my way only high grades
And held an indiker, exell the neculor, this ain’t for secular,
No sharing when they offer us, falling off, that’s for past of us,
Pick up all your sharp tracks, you’re on the right trail
Comes out that’s a wrap, no persue,
I talk to my supportive god, put your hands together, no applause.
Fuck the lord, I grace them all, progress it off for the rest of y’all professional
And I’m still dirty.

(Chorus)
Before you fly, you gotta run,
Before you run, you gotta walk,
Before you walk, you gotta crawl,
Before you crawl, you gotta be born.
Said I came this far, I can’t go back,
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that.

(Verse)
A couple chips for the meal,
That’s a lot out of the mini dollar bills
The merrier, the richer I feel.
I live an ideal about a daughter getting my wills,
My homie Steely, you’re still with the steal?
That’s when shit get real, it all started way back in the day
Took the highway but still wasn’t traffic in weight
So fuck it, pass me the J, cause what we happen to play
Against me, just know you might end having to pay.
So for the champ of the play smack down a phase so just get smacked in your face
Get out of line and get put back in your place.
I know it all before having you back in the pray
So just watch what you happen to say.

(Chorus)
Before you fly, you gotta run,
Before you run, you gotta walk,
Before you walk, you gotta crawl,
Before you crawl, you gotta be born.
Said I came this far, I can’t go back,
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that.

(Verse)
I call him, ask me gentle, I woke up in a dream state,
This life may seem great, but it ain’t,
It ain’t the first time I’ve seen gray with more high gray, purple rain for the pain.
I said I hate to complain but lately all I see is days are the same.
The ways that it stays can pursey me to change
But I blame it on the game cause it made me this way
I bet it started when I played Cee-Lo, 4, 5, 6 then, outcame stylo
A misfit, I’ve been addicted to the weed smoke,
All the younger avenue was reload, and demo the steamo,
Dream on, playing to put his team on his metdown,
We’ve got a course to met now, counterpower source, then we meltdown.
I ain’t taping out unless is blunt ashes and clouds.

(Chorus)
Before you fly, you gotta run,
Before you run, you gotta walk,
Before you walk, you gotta crawl,
Before you crawl, you gotta be born.
Said I came this far, I can’t go back,
Tell me how you feel, cause I really need to know that.
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