You like to smile and runnin wild?
You don't say...
I'm a child, you're a child, we are children...
So let's play
[Verse 1:Illecism]
Yo, yo, let's check your pro-state
No ho, mo, and have our own race
With no head start, when pookie's lighter sparks
We'll run through the dark and that street light is home base
Where you're safe, I hope you don't trip...
Run for your life!
Because the gats these dudes grip is like acne prone skin
And tend to go bump in the night
And once they start, they won't stop gunnin'
You scared out your mind, stop frontin'
Just don't stop runnin'
Cause where you and I'm at, once they give chase
It's a never ending climax
Cause they won't stop coming
But I ran track, so I'mma be fine, dude
Whoa, this white boys runnin' faster than I do!
And has an untied shoe, I hope he trips, holy sh**...
Trade, someone's behind you, RUN ni**a!
(Talking In Background)