Pumped Up Kicks

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

Best to run fast when I pump up this.

Musical block and the shotgun fire,

And no lying when I run this shit.

Life’s a movie, man, I run my script,

Similar to hustlers that run their strip.

I shouldn’t say “similar”, cause “similar” is “equal”

I ain’t similar to niggers, they ain’t nothing like

this.

I found the bottle with a note in there,

Said the world’s broke and needs repairing,

But it seems that no one cares, so I throw the bottle

in the ocean, yeah.

I never chose my gift, my gift chose me, I don’t own

you shit.

Just got up the gun and I load that shit and the boys

full of soul and it goes like this.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

Lights, cameras, life is just so scandalous

But still I paint with honesty, that’s why the love is

on my canvas.

I’m like Pete Senvers, my service is so enchanting

I took a song by Foster The People and foster it into

Yonas’ anthem

You, nigger, I’m a beast, a panther, and I don’t know

no answers

But I lost my soul 15 years ago when I lost my father

to cancer,

But I’m still here, shit, and I refuse to quit.

Just got in a gun and I loaded up quick and the boys

full of soul and it go like this.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.