Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Runnin, artist - Visioneers. Date of issue: 06.12.2018
Song language: English
Runnin |
| I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk |
| And a chump or a sucker or something to that effect |
| Respect I used to 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 |
| Cause 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 trying to show |
| No macho is shown but when it’s on, if it’s on, then it’s on! |
| 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 squeeze, 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. |
| Said I’m gonna get some before they knockin' out me |
| I don’t sweat it I let the bullshit blow in the breeze |
| In other words just freeze |
| 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 |
| Cause when you in my position, it ain’t never easy |
| To do any type of maintaining cause all this gaming and famin' from |
| Entertainin' is hella straining to the brain and |
| But I can’t keep running I just gotta keep keen and cunnin' |
| Can’t keep runnin' away |