Released on October 7, 1995

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[Intro: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Woo!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, yeah (Uh, you know what time is it)

Uh-huh, check it out, check it out

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two

(Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, yeah)

Check this out, check this out, check this out, yeah

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two

(Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, yeah)

Check this out, check this out, check this out, yeah

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two

(Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, uh)

Check this out, check this out, check this out, yeah

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two (Uh-huh)

[Chorus: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")


[Verse 1: Fatlip]

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, 'cause all I got was upset

When niggas used to be like ("What's up, fool?! Nigga, what's up?!")

And tried to sweat a nigga like the 'Lip

For no reason at all, I can recall niggas throwing C's in my face

Down the hall, I'm kickin' it in the back of the school, eating chicken at 3

Wondering, "Why is everybody always pickin' on me?"

I tried to talk and tell them, "Chill, I did nothin' to deserve this"

But when it didn't work, I wasn't scared, just real nervous

And unprepared, to deal with scrappin', no doubt

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, when it's on, then it's on

[Chorus: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")


[Verse 2: Slimkid3]

One, two... so listen here... (Uh-huh, c'mon)

There comes a time in every man's life

When he's gotta handle shit up on his own

Can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze

Please, they got problems of they own

Down for the count on seven chickenshits don't get to heaven

'Til they faced these fears in these fear zones

Used to get jacked, back up in high school, I played it cool

Just so some real shit won't get full blown bein' where I'm from

They let the smoke come quicker than an evil redneck

Could lynch a helpless, colored figure

And, as a victim, I invented low-key

'Til the keyhole itself got lower than me

So I stood up and let my freeform 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, it's just debris

[Chorus: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")


[Verse 3: Imani]

It's 1995

And, now that I'm older, stress weighs on my shoulders

Heavy as boulders, but I told y'all (Told y'all)

Until the day that I die, I still (I still)

Will be a soldier, and that's all I told ya

And that's all I showed ya

And that's all I sold ya

And all this calamity is rippin' my sanity

Can it be that I'm a celebrity who's on the brink (Of insanity?)

Now, don't be wishin' of switchin' any positions with me (Me)

'Cause when you in my position, it ain't never easy (Easy)

To do any type of maintainin'

'Cause all the gamin' and famin' from entertainin'

Is hella strainin' (To the brain and)

But I can't keep runnin', I just gotta keep keen and cunnin'

[Chorus: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep running away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

[Outro: Slimkid3 & Bootie Brown, Run-DMC sample]

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away

Can't keep— (Runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away)

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— (Runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away)

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— (Runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away)

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— (Runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away)

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Yeah ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

You can't keep on runnin' away-ay-ay

("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")

Can't keep— runnin' away ("Run, run..." "Run, run...")


[Produced by J Dilla]