run Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Run the show, run the track, run your route

I need plenty space for this race, give me running room

Pour a drink, pour a shot, pour a pool

My cup overfilled till it spilled, gave it running room

Running room, running room, running room, running room

Sprints in the hills, I need running room

God foot the bill, gave me running room

Stock sitting still, it'll be running soon

Run forest, run forest, run, run

Five hundred lows weighing in a quarter

They're weaker than a quarter month

Never reaching never sleeping never jumped the gun

Illusions of a final lap

I swear I saw the finish line and then I ran it back

The never ending

Source code was forever rendering

Feather pen in hand, my wingspan, my native emblem

Feel like Ralph Waldo Emerson

Free range running like the venison

Incandescent light like Edison

Only thing free was the medicine

Only needle that I trust was cutting through the record's skin

Or the one decorated on my present skin

I'm running for the four, setting terms for my precedence

This art felt like heaven's essence

A walk in park, I'm just getting steps in

The lightest spark lit the brightest presents

The mic I checked in on one, two, and twice eleven

Now I'm on the move, my first run was on one and seven

The goat head, I mean the Capricornucopia

This route gave me runners high, it's feeling like euphoria

Believe me, nah it really does

Know I got the gift of gab, I took it for another run

Couple laps was falling back, found the gas, I'm picking up

Up the hills, I'm running sprints, might CC all my running bibs

Run the show, run the track, run your route

I need plenty space for this race, give me running room

Pour a drink, pour a shot, pour a pool

My cup overfilled till it spilled, gave it running room

Running room, running room, running room, running room

Sprints in the hills, I need running room

God foot the bill, gave me running room

Stock sitting still, it'll be running soon

Run, forest, run, run

I think we got another one

Run, forest, run, run

I hit the extra point, that seven, that's a lucky one

Run, forest, run, run

This the surface shit, it's time we take it underground

Run, forest, run, run

This the pick me up, it's time we take it down