A man is sitting at the roadside
He's looking down the barrel of my gun
He starts staring me in the eyes
Wondering what he might have done
The man lets out a bitter sigh
Speaking in a faint tone
He knows that he must die tonight
I let him know that now it has begun
I was sitting at the edge of the road
And this guy starts giving me hell
He put a gun up my throat
He left me with no words to yell
Cause it's not a party
And nobody is having fun
Nobody's just getting started
Can't start shit when you're on the
Run, run, run, run, run
