Trying out a rock song...
Just trying out a style.
No Escape
Truth Trill
Produced By: Ryini Beats YouTube
Cover Image: JaiMcFerran Deviantart
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Intro:
You cannot get away
Not one you can turn your back on. Me
No, There is no escape
You can tell I'm hiding something
Flee, but you cant escape
You can never walk away from. Me
Absolutely no escape
Im not one you can run away from
Verse: 1
Call my past Precious, Im meaning it like the fat bitch
We paint our reality without a fuckin canvas
Cannot even glean the fabric
So average tryna be savage
Habits make it catastrophically tragic
Does it even matter?
Never seen the magic
Ill make you sad
No dont make me upset x2
No, not one you can get away from
Hook: 1
You cannot get away
Not one for you to turn your back on. Me
No, there is no escape
You can tell Im hiding something
Flee, but you cant escape
You can never walk away from. Me
Absolutely no escape
I'm not one you can run away from
Verse: 2
Im the bigger man, not the middle man
You thought I was a simpleton
Ive come to slay Templeton
He didnt know my temperament
Tempting him, dangers iminent
With due diligence
Totalitarian ruinance, smelling like excrement
While Im fresher than fresh mints
Raising luminessence liquid lead enter your essence
Who the fuck was you testing
A Valedictorian Veteran
Thats escorting you directly into heaven
With that extra mag
Regret the words you said
Never be seen again
You can tell Im hiding something
Ill make you sad
Do I make you scared x2
I can tell your hiding something
Hook: 2
You cannot get away
Not one for you to turn your back on. Me
No, there is no escape
You can tell Im hiding something
Flee, but you cant escape
You can never ever walk away from me
Absolutely no escape
Im not one you can run away from
Verse: 3
Traitors have a cell in hell right next to the furnace
Give you a beautiful death, motherfucker you earned it
Overtime in this bitch, you really deserve it
Satisfaction guaranteed never caused a disservice
Sir simply sever ya nerves
Causing destruction like derby
Turning you into debris
Now chill in herby curby
Or the St. Johns doing burpees
Purposely turning you purple
Am I making you nervous?
Am I making you worry?
(Ill) Ill make you dread
(Like) Everything you did
(Lay) Lay you down to rest
I can tell youre hiding something
(Ill) Ill make you sad
No, dont make me upset
Do I make you scared
Im not one you can run away from
No escape