I clutched the wheel, burned the trail in search of someone's master plan, but I dragged myself into the ground in search of a fabled promised land,
about it Get off it Off the wall (get your ass) Off the wall (throw that girl) Against the wall Retro physical Off the walls (get your ass) Off the walls
I have run through the fields Only to be with you Only to be with you I have run, I have crawled I have scaled these city walls These city walls Only
't fixin' to see a mogul get emotional Every time I hear about other nigga's stroking you Lie and say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you Running my name through
not like that at all There's a girl that gives a shit Behind this wall, you just walk through it And I remember all those crazy things you said You left them running
Johnny falls, he throws his hands Into the air, into these walls He's freakin' out, he's got a gun He'll get his way, he'll have his fun You make a mess
running away now Hey now! Hey now! Feel no shame 'coz time's no chain Feel no shame The first thing I saw as I walked through the door Was a sign on the wall
confused! What's it all mean? I want my own dream. So bad I'm gonna Scream! I'm kickin' down the walls. I gotta make 'em fall! Just break through them
me a job Moving out of this neighborhood If I have to walk through the wall Rocking and rolling down the country lanes Getting away from it all Now I'm running
Just tell me where to go And I'll take off my clothes for you, yeah You know we had to do it again, right? You're in total control and you're running
's buying, I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money running shit
s got similar features with longer hair And if that's what it takes to get you through Go on and close your eyes, it shouldn't bother you Dancing with the wall
If a feeling's born and no one complains Well that's good luck Running through young veins And if life is a blessing That brushes the tops of the trees
got WTO blues Dust of diamonds Making you sneeze Kids on rollers ready for running Through the junkyards Breezing through the halls Racing through the malls And walking through the walls
, wake up Nothing's gonna harm you Glass wall, glass wall Standing on the furniture Little boy, little boy Laying on a sleeping bag Watching, watching Through
inside the house all alone That's when you decide it might be fun to harass someone Dial a random number up on your telephone You ask if their refrigerator is running
my own fuckin' self Damn, suicide is quicker I try to break the wall, the wall keeps getting thicker I really start to miss my mother I try to climb the wall