Promoe - Long Distance Runner lyrics

What was going on (yeah, aha) And i wrote this The Long Distance Runner And recorded this (check it, ya) Ha! Its 2004 Last year Tony and George started the war of the who*es 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 Ba** and Big Boss Before the Struggle album made the recordstores 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) Thats why I had to stop drinking Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking That i gotta stay on top off things And when im under the botlle you know I stop think (Chorus) Like an athlete, a long distance runner On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer They attack me, but it gon' make 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 stronger Get at me dawg... Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse me When i'm chilling with a cup full o' müsli Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over But Im' a get mine cus mahf**ers running slower (Yeah!) Followin' my sprinter trail I run sh** 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 rolemodel for the kids today Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints away Wipe off the mike every single stain Recognize bomb sh** 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 cus i was meant to stay... (Chorus) 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 sh** With families, fans, partners and labels you're with And even if I wanted I woldn'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 Chorus No alcohol, no weed No cigaretts, no És No milk, no cheese No eggs, no meat Just medation and peace Red lentils, chick peas Good workout, good sleep Mo' sunshine, light breeze...