Shoes For Running

[Chorus] Shoes for running, and I'll race ya Sun is coming, it'll chase ya Through this dead beat town Through this dead beat town The end is coming, I would race ya But there's no running, it'll chase ya Death will hunt you down Death will hunt you down What about the people that's barefoot With no shoes for running when the sun come up? Hey one percenters, the 99 say what you gonna do for us? We'll run up in your house like the first runner up Be the first one to buck and the last one to get laid down, stay down And now we're looking at the top of the pile Or the king of the mountain gonna knock him off Revolt, but y'all niggas here too soft Bubblegum, just popping off At the mouth like the nigga got all the hoes Got all the dough and all the women Boy, what you gon' do in the penitentiary Got a lot of money, can't take it with me I can't take it with me, I wish they could send me To the moon and back with a cure for cancer And save the lives of my great grandmama and my great grandaddy Now that's the answer to the question But they make money of the medicine Leaving us all stuck in elections With no progressions, just recessions [Chorus] Just as I expected, life gets deadly It's funny how the beloved become the beheaded The truth can be independent or the direction that you stretch it So my niggas will draw when shit gets sketchy That's a masterpiece, a work of art A gallery, not Photoshop Pictures say a million words, so I just let my photos talk Even in your local talk, niggas say you know he boss Every time my name is brought up better know it's mogul talk That's why she give me geek 'till her shins weak I'm blazing everyday, you can call that demp week You're running from your life that you didn't see That's like playing hide and seek with the grim reaper [Chorus] You can run, but you can't hide Spent your whole life trying to escape When everybody stayed Getting tired of living in a lie Different nights, same town Say goodbyes, but we tried Cause we know there's no getting out And when the pawns are playing themselves I just lay and wait and straighten myself (?) to the rhythm sells out Bring them back to life, give them mouth to mouth [Chorus] You can fight and try to get away But there's no way to run and hide to You better know that there will come a day Eventually it's gonna find you --- Shoes For Running - B.o.B, Big Boi, West L.A. Children's Choir and Wavves