Raansu - Thugs May Cry (Remix) lyrics

[Hook] I just want to be the one, I just want to be the one you love I just want to be the one you run to when you're down I just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'mma show you tonight That I'mma put it on your baby, take you past the sky [Verse 1:] Henrī I feel like everybody is the same, they're zombies My residence are evil, Salt Lake City I'm trying to get away but my mind is saying stay I'm trying to find my happiness with darkness in the way Life is like an iceberg, I'm the titanic Falling to my panic My heart is getting colder than the oceans in Atlantic, I swear I don't know what's real anymore like a schizophrenic Girls keep on saying, dang he's romantic I'm stealing people's hearts with no sadness like bandits Abandoned my morals I'm Invader Zim on this planet, I'm feeling stranded [Verse 2:] Hunter Mosley Guess I'll just keep living my life, with you in mind I could take flight Straight into the night without a light The more I love you the more I feel so blind To any insecurity but there's no hurry baby, your sweet touch is right on time I think I might be head over heels, feels like I can do cartwheels through the sky, no lie I never felt this way before but I know our future is ahead, so what's in store I'm not sure but I'll let you know with a metaphor, our love is like a star that never burns out It lights up my whole world, and burns out any doubt I was looking around and then I found out, that there's nobody else for me And as it turns out I just want to shout to the whole world That I'm finally outta my shell Thanks to you and now I'm alive and proud And I always stand out in the crowd, so thanks for helping me to be the best around The rest can just shut up, and bow down [Hook] [Verse 3:] Raansu Hippy on the rise, groovy money in my pocket I ain't make it to the dance but people claim I got it Stuck in my old ways, but add a couple groupies Respect a women's values while I'm fondling them rubies Never cared about people, who wear true religion I kept my head in the game, that's my true religion Known to fly off the handle, with no handle bars Handle a old two seater forget them foreign cars Gotta keep your hands on the check, reality that is Wear a brace or we'll getcha neck Keep ya woes silent shots fired I'll bring the vest Coming off hazy, weed smoke in ya chest Uncensored [Hook]