running running running always running from something always coming from nothing but all day these beats be drumming
running running running always running from something what i summoned i can barely stomach what i come with got me rushing
call it whatcha wanna like a piranha i be up on it got vocal bionics got the local goddesses looking honest to god no stopping when I am cooking a prophet when i spit that pudding ducking from the crooked pigs lifted off that chronic it is what it is
never live like a ***** i can take and i can dish never fake i really live for this **** spit quick so slick a misfit born christmas but the lords can take this **** wait for it i found my place like outer space i was made for it
running running running always running from something always coming from nothing but all day these beats be drumming
running running running always running from something what i summoned i can barely stomach what i come with got me rushing