Lyrics The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde

Runnin'

Can't keep runnin' away

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 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 them 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

There comes a time in every man's 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 till 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 till 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 wishing of switchin' any positions with me

'Cuz when you in my position, it ain't never easy

To do any type of maintaining 'cuz all this gaming and famin' from

Entertainin' is hella straining to the brain

And but I can't keep runnin' I just gotta keep keen and cunnin'