New Song

I got this off of AZchords so I take no credit for it

Running from a gun

for some brain that ways a ton

And my God, it hurts to get so low

Searchin' through the cars

Cold, still searchin' through the night

I think I will run, to you, but

I refuse to fuss and fight

And God may find a reason

Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme

Because it takes up nearly all my time

He who stands for freedom

God knows I've got the number

But maybe I just use too much

Verse 2:

I was sitting in that bar

I'm sittin' in that stolen car

Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard

Saw you with a gleam

And the microphone scene

'Think I will run, to you

But I know I won't live for me

Cause I know God's got both,

the reason and the rhyme

Please tell me, why he takes up all my time

I've been drinking, just like you

And baby, you've got something I can use

Verse: (drum 'n bass and you can slide up the guitar if you want)

Payback's a mother ***in' blast

But I won't stress and I won't blast

And I would not take my life

Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above

Takes up all of my time

And I said Solo

Verse 3: (Same progression as before)

"Why must I feel like that"

Running from a gun

And some brain that ways a ton

You know, I did that line for Flava' Flave

But, all the D.J.'s do it All the D.J.'s use it

I would run,

I would switch

But I wanna be the same

And I know I'll find a reason

'Cause I always bust a rhyme

Because it takes up nearly all my time

The "T" hear stands for treason

The "D" hear stands for dove

And maybe I just use too,

Maybe I'm just used too much.