Runnin'

Can't keep runnin' away.....

I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk

and a chump or a sucka or something to that effect

Respect I usedto never get when all I got was upset

when niggas use to be like 'What's up fool!' and tried

to seat a nigga like the Lip for no reason at all I can

recall crip niggas throwin' c in my face down the hall

I'm kickin' it in the back of the school eatin' chicken at

three, wonderin' why is everybody always pickin' on me

I tried to talk and tell tham chill I did nothing to deserve

this But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real

nervous and unprepared to deal with scrappin' no doubt