[Intro: From "He's a Runner" by The Fifth Dimension]

Soon there'll be no man

Woman ain't be born

Who can make him stay

[Verse: Sam Wright Coastal]

And nothing's black and white

Since Mike Jack went to Heaven

I was only like 11 and nothing's set in stone

But my whole city's stones since they passed that shit

So when this house is not a home

Or when the homies gettin' gonged

Go ahead and pass that shit

Next step is flippin' bricks

That's the route my brother took have my mother shook

Runnin' with crooks

Stackin' all this paper like they printin' some books

But that shit was all dirty he was flirtin' with the law

As it is credit card scheme scammin' kids

And don't go callin' me a snitch, he's in the looney bin now

Forms of psychosis got him up when he's down

As for me my mothers proud of me

She tells me that she is but my lyrics and this music biz makes for some confusion

Its natural I guess cause like I said, everything's been great for a while

Couple states north of the bay we say things that really mean the opposite

Like when someones really poppin', it's they filthy as fuck

But no matter how dirty I get or when I'm 30

And I'm thinkin' 'bout some kids I'll always have doubts

But more than that, multi use Saran

This is more than just a rap

Y'all know how it feels when they holdin' you back

Yo they tell you that they love you always givin' you daps 'n hugs

Right when I get charged up they wanna pull the plug

And you know what they say, if the shoe fits snug you better run

'Cause they tryna take 'em off me they fit too well

I'll make hits then sell

They ain't even trained a day they wanna be Denzel

Yo claimin' that they King Kong but they got it all wrong

They can't get it through their skull island

That I am the embodiment of skill and I leave it on the table

Like a mo'fuckin' will and they gettin' nothing

My time is comin', what else is there to say

I've been generating buzz for light years

Time to fly away, reverse that

Feelin' like a nerd 'cause they got me in this first class

But nothing's really changed, still jot thoughts on a page

Writers block got me lost in a lot of the time

I'm thinking that I'm cool like the popular guy

But I gotta be wise, watch my strides and my steps

Always eyes open so I see what's next

Never rest in my dreams but I'm supposed to be asleep if I want 'em to be lucid

I'm more down [???]

It's not a Coupé it's [?] like venom

Give the game a nick make it split like Ben 10

And um the rest of 'em need medicine I'm ill though

Yo the pain can still catch you outside like the Dr. Phil show

Then I will blow

I need a ring like Bilbo

A championship for anytime that I feel low

See I got the real flow

Kill those who doubt it, wait you doubt it?

How's this?

[Outro: From "He's a Runner" by The Fifth Dimension]

Woman –

He's a runner

He's a runner

He's a runner