Runnin

The Pharcyde

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