Runnin'

come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on (uh huh, check it out, check it out ) Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah (One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two) Come on, come on, come on, come on (Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound yeah) Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah (One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two) Come on, come on, come on, come on (Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound yeah) Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah (One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two) Come on, come on, come on, come on (Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound yeah) Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah (One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two) uh-huh Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk and a chump Or a sucka or something to that effect Respect I used to never get 'Cause all I got was upset When niggas used to be like (What's, up fool?) And tried to sweat a nigga like the Lip (nigga, what's up?) For no reason at all I can recall 'cause niggas throwin' Cs in my face Down the hall, I'm kicking it in the back of the school eating chicken at three Wonderin' why is everybody always pickin' on me I tried to talk and tell 'em, "Chill I did nothin' to deserve this" But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real nervous and unprepared To deal with scrappin' no doubt My pappy never told me how to knock a nigga out But now in '95 I must survive as a man on my own Fuck around with Fatlip, yes, ya get blown I'm not tryin' to show, no macho is shown But when it's on, when it's on, then it's on Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away One, two, so listen here (come on) There comes a time in every man's life When he's gotta handle shit up on his own Can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze Please, they got problems of their own Down for the count on seven chickenshits don't get to Heaven 'Til they faced these fears in these fear zones Used to get jacked back up in high school, I played it cool Just so some real shit won't get full blown bein' where I'm from They let the smoke come quicker than an evil redneck Could lynch a helpless colored figure and As a victim I invented low-key 'Til the keyhole itself got lower than me So I stood up and let my free form form free (uh-huh) Said I'm gonna get some before they knockin' out me I don't sweat it I let the bullshit blow in the breeze, yeah In other words just debris Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away It's 1995 And now that I'm older, stress weighs on my shoulders Heavy as boulders but I told y'all (told y'all) Until the day that I die I still Will be a soldier and that's all I told ya And that's all I showed ya and that's all I sold ya And all this calamity is rippin' my sanity Can it be that I am a celebrity Who's on the brink of insanity? Now don't be wishin' of switchin' any positions with me (me) 'Cause when you in my position, it ain't never easy To do any type of maintainin' 'Cause all the gamin' and famin' from entertainin' Is hella strainin' to the brain and But I can't keep runnin', I just gotta keep keen and cunnin' (cunnin') Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away (uh, yeah) Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away Can't keep running away, running away, running away Can't keep running away, running away, running away (yeah, yeah) Can't keep running away, running away, running away You can't keep running away, running away, running away (yeah, yeah) (Yeah) you can't keep on Running away, running away, running away (ahh, ahh, ahh) You can't keep running away Can't keep running away

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