Run to the Gun - Tunde Olaniran

Crowned yourself a king but

Tell me why’s your throne

Slick to the touch with my blood

Piled high with bones

Holding on to something

You barely know

Funeral for a golden age

Not even Midas could sow

Fingertips on the history

But it won’t sink in

Was it cause you never lived it

Or a component missing?

Wasn’t always in my eyesight

Came at it kinda sideways

Now I see it so plain

Now I see it so plain

We don’t, don’t know where to go

Run, run with no map to show

Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost

We already know

It kills but we like it though (We done run to the gun, gun)

Know better but we fight it though (Eyes right to the sun, sun)

Shouldn’t burn but we light it though (Don't think, just run, run)

It kills but we like it

Hoping I can learn to do right

That it’s not too late

What I need is elevation

Coat of paint that won’t fade

Sun is burning at this new height

Got me missing old shade

The dark fed into the fiction

That mercy was a sharp blade

But from here we see a new fight

Old roads repaved

It’s more than just a rendition

New rules, new ways

Wasn’t always in my eyesight

Came at it kinda sideways

Now I see it so plain

Now I see it so plain

We don’t, don’t know where to go

Run, run with no map to show

Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost

We already know

It kills but we like it though

We done run to the gun, gun

We should know

Better but we like it though

It kills but we like it though

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

Banging out that de Tocqueville

Slow roll for them boars, layin

Steel trap, how them teeth feel?

Lips part and they see my grill

Pack of hounds so they make a meal

Lick the cut so that wound can heal

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

Slow roll for them boars, layin

Steel trap, how them teeth feel

Lips part and they see my grill

Pack of hounds so they make a meal

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

Ridin' round in my hoopty still

We don’t, don’t know where to go

Run, run with no map to show

Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost

We already know