Verse 1:
The planet is burning and our lives go on
The magic is turning, what we can rely on?
The sun will rise, the moon will shine
Illusion of the truth in our minds…
Well, I overthink ‘cause, like, what do I know?
My ego ain’t big, I don’t need it to grow
I’m feeding my brain, I’m healing my soul
But why do I keep feeling so low?
Hook 1:
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away
I’m running, I’m hiding, I can’t find my way
I’m losing, I’m falling, I’m failing to change
The world that we live in, the beings we slay
The cheating, the scheming, the lives that we stage
Verse 2:
The planet is burning and our lives go on
The magnet is turning, what we can rely on?
The sun will rise, the moon will shine
Illusion of the truth in our minds…
I’ll hit it, I hit it up, straight to the dome
Hit up these people destroying my home
Hit up my being, it can’t do me wrong
I’ve been locking myself up and guess what I found?
Reaching too high but I’m not going down
Failing to smile, I’m too tired to frown
I’ve been gunning around, running into the ground
Cause I’ve started to thin out like floss
Catch and I toss, ratchet, I’m matching my boss
Racket? I’d go for the cross, lacking in dross
Rack you so know where the gauze be
Packing but not like Hamas, G
Blackened, I’m bitter like coffee
Sinner, a servant, the serpent is lurking,
He’s jerking but never above me!
Hook 2:
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away
I’m running, I’m hiding, I can’t find my way
I’m losing, I’m falling, I’m failing to change
Failing to save!
The world that we live in, the beings we slay
Bridge:
I’m running, running
I cannot take it no more
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away
Running away!
Running away, can’t fake it today
I’ll make it my way
They’ll hear what I say
Can’t take it away
Verse 3:
Cause you fight what I say
Won’t hide what I say
I would suggest to stop talking
Talking the talk, but you keep flunking the walk
I funk to the beat while I’m walking
Isn’t that something?
Is it a miracle poppin’?
Whippin’ up shit, like I’m Dunkin’
Rollin up weed till I’m sunk in
I pour out the whiskey, it’s humblin’
The bud is too crispy, it’s crumblin’!
Don’t act like it’s nothing!
All you do is talk smack yo
The fact is you’re judging
And the truth of the matter is,
I ain’t got no time for the latter bitch
Had enough on my mind, smoke the cannabis
Now I’m off on the grind in my latter years, uh!
Outro:
I’m running, running
I cannot take it no more
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away
Running away!...