Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Runnin' , by - Grits. Song from the album The Art of Translation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.08.2002
Record label: Gotee
Song language: English
Runnin' |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Lookin' for that love I once knew |
| Runnin', I’m runnin' |
| Trying to find my way back to you |
| I’ve been runnin' since understandin' confiscated my globe |
| Stuttering since expression stole the key to my soul |
| Struggling since victory presumed control |
| Battling since the truth infiltrated my mould |
| Seeking to find a life in invisible hold |
| Traveling down the path of a difficult road |
| Runnin' without a clue of being laid astray |
| Swearing I’m getting closer but really further away |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Lookin' for that love I once knew |
| Runnin', I’m runnin' |
| Trying to find my way back to you |
| Don’t you sometimes sit back and look at yourself |
| Examine things in life you hate but you’ve become get sick of yourself |
| The very images you claim lack worth |
| Then with uncontrolled labor pains them very images you gave birth |
| This topic got me ceiling walkin', I’m so beside myself |
| I’m lookin' at me like I’m someone else and I don’t feel I’m talkin' |
| I’m tryin' to spit it best I can atcha |
| We gonna grab your attention grabbers that keep you from runnin' |
| Runnin', lookin' for you |
| Said I’m runnin' |
| Runnin', lookin' for you |
| Said I’m runnin' |
| In desolate times I wrestle at times |
| Feeling so neglected at times rejected at times |
| Hard to try to get out my mind hold to the soul |
| Believing that it’s gonna be fine, he’s in control |
| Letting go the walk in the know forgetting the how |
| Strong enough to wait for the when to weaken the now |
| Put aside the question of why, this is allowed |
| Running to the back of the line, looking for mine, looking for mine |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Lookin' for that love I once knew |
| Runnin', I’m runnin' |
| Trying to find my way back to you |
| If dead men tell no tales, how do you account |
| For the platinum rappers with millions of record sales |
| Then tell me I ain’t good 'cuz my record fails |
| With a standard that’s set to first-quarter sales, the truth shall prevail |
| If I let you dictate it life would be stale |
| But I follow my Lord who’s been proven with the scars and nails |
| Everybody busy funnin' number one stunnin', what else you get |
| From yo mama, nothin' but heartache from all the runnin' |
| Runnin', my desire’s lead me right to |
| The very thing that has me runnin' back to you |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Runnin', my desires lead me right to |
| The very thing that has me runnin' back to you |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Runnin', lookin' for you |
| Said I’m runnin' |
| Runnin', lookin' for you |
| Said I’m runnin' |
| Trying to find my way back to you |
| Runnin', runnin' |
| Lookin' for that love I once knew |
| Runnin', I’m runnin' |
| Trying to find my way back to you |