The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde - Runnin lyrics

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Verse One: Fat Lip
 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 usedto never get when all I got was upset
 when niggas use to be like 'What's up fool!' and tried
 to seat a nigga like the Lip for no reason at all I can
 recall crip niggas throwin' c in my face down the hall
 I'm kickin' it in the back of the school eatin' chicken at
 three, wonderin' why is everybody always pickin' on me
 I tried to talk and tell tham chill I did nothing to deserve
 this But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real
 nervous and unprepared to deal with scrappin' no doubt
 cuz 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, if it's on, then it's on!

 Verse Two: Slim Kid Tre

 There comes a time in every mans life when he's gotta
 handle up on his own Can't depend on friends to
 help you in a sqeeze, please they got problems of their
 own Down for the count on seven chickens shits don't
 get to heaven til they faced these fears in these fear
 zones Used to get jacked back in high school I played
 it cool just so some real shit won't get full blown Being
 where I'm from they let the smoke come quicker than an
 evil red-neck 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 I don't sweat it I let the bullshit blow in the breeze
 in other words just freeze

 Verse Three: Knumbskull #1
  NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
 heavy as boulders but I told ya
 till 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 all this calamity is rippin' my sanity
 Can it be I'm a celebrity
 whose on the brink of insanity
 Now don't be wishin's of switchin' any positions with me
 cuz when you in my position, it ain't never easy
 to do any type of maintaining cuz all this gaming and famin' from
 entertainin' is hella straining to the brain and...
 But I can't keep runnin I just gotta keep keen and cunnin
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Author: Derrick Stewart (2), Emandu Wilcox, James Yancey, Tre Hardson

Composer: ?

Publisher: Delicious Vinyl, LLC

Details:

Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Labcabincalifornia (1995) , Cydeways (2001)

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