[Intro:]

What was going on (yeah, uh-ha)

When I wrote this

The Long Distance Runner

And recorded this (check it, yo)

[Verse 1:]

It's two thousand and four

Last year Tony and George started the war of the whores

Same year, and the year before, plus the year before that

Me and the Troop were on constant tours

Chanting Imbumba! from the South African shores

To the Norwegian fjords, I tried to keep a vegan course

Traveling with good friends like Chords

Timbuk and DJ Large

Jonny Bass and Big Boss

Before the Struggle album made the record stores

We were on a Road To Hell, breakin doors and laws

Me, Supreme, Gangsta Pete and Schumi of course

Had a little trouble with the German police force (aha)

That's why I had to stop drinking

Cause when I start drinking is when I stop thinking

That I gotta stay on top off things

And when I'm under the bottle you know I stop to think

[Hook:]

Like an athlete, a long distance runner

On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer

They attack me, but it gon' make me stronger

Get at me dawg when your patience's longer

An athlete, a long distance runner

On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer

They attack me, but it gon' make me stronger

Get at me dawg...

[Verse 2:]

Livin' in this free world

Expecting cops to abuse me

When I'm chilling with a cup full of muesli

Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over

But I'mma get mine cause mahfuckers running slower (Yeah!)

Followin' my sprinter trail

I run shit down the line on the Interrail (Yeah!)

I ain't going, I ain't been to jail

I got work to do, and I got things to say

A real role model for the kids today

Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints away

Wipe off the mic every single stain

Recognize bomb shit when it's in my mail

What a big disgrace

What a big bam bam you had to end this way

All you ever wanted to was to entertain

Went against the wrong guy cause i was meant to stay...

[Hook:]

[Verse 3]:

The battle ain't for the strong

Nor the race for the swift

But for those who can't endure the type o' blaze that I spit

For those that will survive all the changes and shit

With families, fans, partners and labels you're with

And even if I wanted I wouldn't be able to quit

I gotta keep running til the pavement will split

Under my bare feet, the concrete with red heat

Or till my future kids eat, and we all livin' carefree

In a Zion hut, we ain't dawgs no more

Were my lion's at?

Gimme some signal let me see your lion paw

Let me know what we're living and what we're dying for

Ask myself

It's it a good enough reason

If so I go all out like it was my last season

If my, voice is weak

My boys will speak

To conquer the world I gotta keep a top physique

[Hook:]

[Outro:]

No alcohol, no weed

No cigarettes, no E's

No milk, no cheese

No eggs, no meat

Just mediation and peace

Red lentils, chick peas

Good workout, good sleep

Mo' sunshine, light breeze