DESCRIPTION:
STREET LIGHT's New Album - Run for Your Life
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Written & Directed By: STREET LIGHT
Shot & Edited By: Kaija Hinds

Guitar By: Jonah Wine
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Opening Sequence Shot By: Alfonso Algara

[Lyrics]

Chorus:
Looking at the world through a mirror
Making everything clearer,
When I realized everybody doomed

I know 45 launching missiles
I'm just praying they don't hit you
Better run and hide when you hear the boom

Shooting at the top from the bottom
Had me turn into a problem
When I get a drop, everybody move

I know they can feel the truth coming
But there ain't no use running
Cuz I'm out now, everybody DOOMED

Verse 1:
I am back, now settle yourself
Just know that my album sound like when you're dead to yourself
scared for your health,
your friends too scary to help
It's very apparent
That I shouldn't be sharing the wealth

I'm alone a lot, but I'm not lonely
The problem is that it's impossible when I'm not phony
The only time I feel neglected is when I'm stepping into a crowded room with a lot of dudes who do not know me

I get up in the morning
Muffins imported
Nothing is sorted
Nothing is snorted

But this white power
Feels like white powder
that the government ordered
And everybody cracked out
Meaning the Pentagon is the crack house

Bunch of black girls going missing, nobody willing to listen, now that's a media blackout
I wanted you to let your heart guide you, but now I'm parked behind you, and it's too late to back out ..
[Chorus]

Verse 2:
I don't like .. feeling like .. the truth is missing
I don't like .. feeling light .. you were lifted
I don't like .. killing like.. Judas
It's not in my jeans to do this, it seam like a True Religion

I just might..  get in my.. feelings like.. Killer Mike, kill a mic, kill em all, New Edition
And ain't nobody killing Light, venom, no filler like Miller Light, I'm not the kid that you were dissing

Where is your appeal in my.. opinion you a peel in your appearance, everybody see the fruit is missing ..

We just living different lives
You a livid, living lie
I done hit a limit, I refuse to listen

And y'all wearing matching hats and jackets
But only one of you benefit from the pack and
This will probably end in a minute, it's feeling tragic
Headache make me wanna peel they caps... back like aspirin

I know somebody biting my flow from back then, even wearing my hats and you borrow my accent
I was cool, til we looked at the way that you snatched it
Tryna deny it and saying that we're overreacting


I wasn't mad at you, you just had an attitude, and seemed to get confused about where we are in latitude
Don't want to spazz, I'mma keep it polite
Imma rap circles around you for the rest of your life

[Chorus]

Verse 3:
I'm back on topic.
I'm back on top and I got eyes everywhere, I'm watching
I swear, I got ears everywhere I'm not in (nodding)
You knock it,
The pen been opening doors for me like a lock-pick
They be calling me gifted, but it's no stocking.
How you running a business when there's no stock in
Talking all of that Jazz when you drop, need no assists when I get em alone/Malone, player-- that's No Stockton

Ya Portland is Pippen, I know I'm no Rodman, so I'm Jordan in 94 if he chose boxing.
Remember when I was mentioning stocks
And now I box, because a box is the only thing that you stocking!

And that's the difference between having a gift rapping
And gift-wrapping, a different deal that we're shopping
Who the hottest? It's like a game of tag
And you must be pretty fast, everybody know you "not it"

[Chorus]