| He said all I know is mad start
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| And when the gun go off, he turns black heart
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| Cause when the runnin is on, we all track stars
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| You either runnin along or you a past mark
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| So either run with it forward or play the past part
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| There’s no rides for the weary or weak
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| It’s so quiet you can hear when you sleep
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| But so live you can clear in a week
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| With no ties, no ears to the street
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| No thrones, no homes, nothin on
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| Nothin promised outside, so what you hearin is cheap
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| They say we all in this together
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| But somethin gotta give or somebody gotta give 'til all of this get better
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| If all of this is forever and the goal is to change
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| Then you can’t upset if we should go with our aim
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| And you can’t see regrets if you controllin your lane
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| Put your hand on your heart and you solemnly swear to get it
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| Driver seat, right side or rear, you with it
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| Cause shit is wicked on these mean streets
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| But where the green be is where we tryin to stand, so we need reach
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| Dirty 'round here, so we need cleats, lace up now
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| I see you runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| I see you runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Huh, cause they can only catch you if you let 'em (if you let 'em)
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| So get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| Cause they can only catch you if you let 'em (if you let 'em)
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| So get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| Get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| Every step taken is a step gained
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| Or a step lost, dependin on how your step change
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| When you step on, there’s no returns or step aways
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| Either step cross or fall out of the step game
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| Shit is transparent tryin to find where the step’s made
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| If I can’t bare it, I’m a die where the step’s raised
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| And I can’t hear when they cry, I’m at a step’s pace
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| Cause for the love of everything that we saw
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| Everything that we want is everything that keep us sprintin along
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| And the soles on your kicks turn as thin as the walls
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| So it’s one knee down, both hands on the ground
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| When the six shot blows, all hands in the crowd
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| Turn parallel to you but the hands in the crowd
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| Were really just a mirage, ain’t a stander around
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| Some look for God, some can’t find a cloud
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| So they take it to the store where handlin is allowed
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| The money starts grownin as quick as the time change
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| Start countin your steps, the line is five away
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| Four left so you ease up with it like «I'm straight»
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| You approach the third and they throw you a curve
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| And everything that you predicted is gone with the words (*echo*)
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| I see you runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Keep runnin, somethin like a marathon
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| Huh, cause they can only catch you if you let 'em (if you let 'em)
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| So get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| Cause they can only catch you if you let 'em (if you let 'em)
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| So get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| Get your marathon on when you steppin (when you steppin)
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| You approach the third and they throw you a curve
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| And everything that you predicted is gone with the words
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| You approach the third and they throw you a curve
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| And everything that you predicted is gone with the words
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| Everything that you predicted is gone with the words, huh
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| Outro —
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| Snoop: Fuckin Huxtables and shit mayne
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| Snoop: There they go right there
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| Chris: They still in school
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| Snoop: Yeah, just so they can spring out that shit power everyday
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| Snoop: Make a good run at that boy
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| Snoop: He’ll be on the corner with no problem mayne
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| Chris: Yeah, we gonna see |