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    "Runnin'" Lyrics

    The Pharcyde

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    Can't keep runnin' away.....

    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

    It's 1995 now that I'm older stress weighs on my shoulders
    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'...
    This song was submitted on October 22nd, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Chris Turek for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Trevant Hardson, Trevant Jermaine Hardson, Romye Robinson, Derrick Stewart, Derrick Lemel Stewart, Emandu Wilcox, Emandu Imani Rashaan Wilcox.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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