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letra de runnin’ (feat. mk asante) - ace clark

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[chorus:]

i never stop running, running
whoa
said i won’t slow down
i won’t stop running, running
whoa-oh
they can’t catch me now
i keep on running, running
whoa-oh
said i always knew how
to keep on running, running
whoa
running, running (running)
i keep on running

[verse 1:]

brooklyn, i ain’t grow up in one of the developed parts
mini soldiers with silver bullets, got purple hearts
dreams was a dime a dozen – it ain’t much here
so we really had to strive for something
this wasn’t the most ideal atmosphere
kick the roaches out, they came right back upstairs
it was 4 or 5 sharing a bunk bed
we bumped heads
hand-me-downs for christmas
we didn’t have enough bread
young, we would steal chips outta the supermarket
hunger, that’s what gave me the fuel to spark this
i was a outcast like marvin the martian
but i had dreams, the grinding goat
the fathers, regardless
of who was trying to deter me
from the fame and the glory
finish to my story, uh
mind over matter
and you don’t matter
grammy for my grammy
cause i’m just building up my stature

[chorus:]

i never stop running, running
whoa
said i won’t slow down
i won’t stop running, running
whoa-oh
they can’t catch me now
i keep on running, running
whoa-oh
said i always knew how
to keep on running, running
whoa
running, running
i keep on running

[verse 2:]

runaway slave, running from the grave man
ran from being saved, can i get an amen?
say man, i was wondering why you running?
hey fam, i ain’t running i’m chasing something
uptown phillie where they be clapping a lot
k!llers on they d, den get at you and make you s-lot
cops hakeem olajuwon, they be shaking the block
play with fire cuz it’s better to burn than to rot
i been running my whole life
soul like my skin, the color of midnight
so when i hold the pen
my brother, they kinda light
i be out writing for little tamir rice
really doubt for you raised me crazy
rocks in the system, 80’s baby
mama knocked on wisdom
praise the lady
shout out zimbabwe, the land they raised me, oh

[bridge:]

what do we fight for?
who do we live for
in this cold, cold world of ours?
what do we dream for?
who do we lean on
in this world of dividing powers?
babies dying, mamas crying
in this cold, cold works of ours
babies dying, mamas crying
in this cold, cold world of ours

[chorus:]

i never stop running, running
whoa
said i won’t slow down
i won’t stop running, running
whoa-oh
they can’t catch me now
i keep on running, running
whoa-oh
said i always knew how
to keep on running, running
whoa
running, running

i never stop running, running
whoa
said i won’t slow down
i won’t stop running, running
whoa-oh
they can’t catch me now
i keep on running, running
whoa-oh
said i always knew how
to keep on running, running
whoa
running, running
i keep on running

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