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Running Man - Central Cee

"Running Man Running Man Running Man Running Man Running Man Running Man I want the money a big bit You want the money a little bit And my lil woe got her nipple pierced I'm wondering how to deal with"

Running Man - Fancy

"What kind of man am I A hero in the sky Some kind of idle child Believing my own lies Feel creeping up my spine Black holes in my brain Why this hurt is driving me insane Running man I'm running"

Johnny - Craig David

"It's another day at school and he's just walking out the door Got his ruck sack on his back and his feet dragging on the floor Always late, but when he's questioned he can't think of what to say Hides"

Running Blind - Randy Travis

"Running Blind At a quick shop somewhere west of Albuquerque Got a tank of gas and a cold drink and a beef jerky The cashier she gave me a smile So I stood there and I talk to her a while She said where"

Running Lights - Sonata Arctica

"The sunset will make the night, He feels the road with the headlights He's one of the wilder kind, In his yellow and red skyline Young man... and... his... fast car Squeezing... the wheel... Knuckles"

The Cash - Cocoa Brovaz

"(Hook: (Steele) (Tek)) We control the nut (who's comin in?) What they comin wit? (what they movin in?) Who's movin in? (when can I expect my payment) Refuse and choose to brave men (yo grave will be under"

Running Game - John Cena

"We roll by in the pimp ride (then we) Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me) Crew heavy on the thick side Everybody feelin this, y'all know we serious We roll by in the pimp ride (then we) Walk"

The General Lee - Johnny Cash

"I'm a charger That charges through the night Like an orange bolt of lightning Passing everything in sight I'm the best pal the Duke boys ever had I'm thunder on the highway looking bad, bad, bad I'm a"

Running - The Boogie Town

"We keep on going down With no one to show us the way And they keep on telling us That there is no time to waste And my hands are getting colder With every breath I take Life ticks away so fast And nobody"

The cowboy who started the fight - Johnny Cash

"The legs on the lady a walkin' was tanned to a dark berry brownHer body was made like a song to be played to the tune of a million a poundSo was a wonder of a woman I reckon and she sure screwed her head"

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