paroles de chanson 1000 Miles N' Runnin' - SJ

Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Even when the sun shines, I still feel the pain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Boy ya know that things is still the same
But ya know we gotta find a better way
Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'

Start runnin'
Start runnin'

You ever go 1000 miles n' runnin'
Put on a pair of tennis shoes and go?
Joggin' on a dirt road, burnin' coal
The passion in yo soul, goin' for the rings of gold
You feelin' like you run the town, no one can bring you down
Makin' them faces go blank when you doin' rounds
Ego's up in the clouds and you stuck feelin' proud
Ain't givin' a shit about anybody who's around
But what happens when your path is masked with piles of crap and
You start t' lose speed on the race you were sure t' in fact win?
The crap is blockin' traffic and there's no way t' go pass it
You start t' stumble and fall, and the shit's about t' pop off
Like a firecracker, shit just got drastic, the fuse is active
Imagine a massive crack about t' take place in ya brain's palace
A chemical storm in your life's about t' happen
And at this point, you're only reactive, you feel you're

Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Even when the sun shines, I still feel the pain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Boy ya know that things is still the same
But ya know we gotta find a better way
Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'

Start runnin'
Start runnin'

Down and out on the life end, askin' when will this blight end
In fight or flight, tryna find the right, scythe t' slice your way back t' the light and
Get out that grave you've been put in so you can get back t' makin' moves
And use your tools t' set your blueprint and let loose ya screws in the pursuit of your movement
'Cause right now you're at rock bottom and don't know how t' turn stone
Prayin' that ya mine yourself up outta this hole and use the fuel t' burn coal, at the ground floor
These haters don't know yo flow, don't know yo pain, don't know yo goals
Don't know whether or not you got a heart of gold, or the strength of 1000 souls, go!
For the haters in your way, 'bout time that ya get the glock
Lay waste t' all them lames that said you were on the rocks
And didn't try t' provide a support system, they just broke rapport and let you rot in prison
Buried alive in the mind, mental patient waitin' t' die
But that mental patience that you've demonstrated's got you motivated t' go make a statement
Hopin' dedication'll get you elevated t' the Zephyr where you once had levitated
Aided by renegades who hate the state of things who wanna bring alotta mo'
Ruckus t' the game, Wu-Tang style, yet still you're

Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Even when the sun shines, I still feel the pain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Boy ya know that things is still the same
But ya know we gotta find a better way
Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'

Start runnin'
Start runnin'

You ever go 1000 miles n' runnin'
Put on a pair of tennis shoes and go?
Back on the line, apt for the grind, at the speed of life on the track, runnin' laps with the nine
Cappin' back at kats, call it murder rap, Keanu with the gat, bitch tag a price
'Cause you bouta bring a massacre t' them sideshow phonies
And they ain't gonna handle what you stand for, like spiteful homies
Who wanna celebrate ya wins, but kick you when you down
They hate you when you rise above the mound
They mad you shinin', crazy as it sounds, but it's time t' lock and load and take 'em out!
'Cause they was never gonna make amends, so why the fuck you want 'em in ya life again?
They'll regret the day they dug this grave of bullshit when they was bitch-made
Grab life by the horns 'cause this road'll make a fuckin' pussy sore
No chicken feet on this grind, take a stance like an iron horse
And show 'em you're a buzzard from the gutter with the flutter of a runner
Fuckin' up a flood of hunters like a gunner in the dead of summer
Funnelin' bodies under the mound like The Punisher comin' after the bastards who ravage the masses, go!
Life's on the original run, ya back on that classic shit
Renewed vigor in yo glass, kid, ay no longer

Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Even when the sun shines, I still feel the pain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'
Boy ya know that things is still the same
But ya know we gotta find a better way
Runnin' through the storm clouds tryna dodge the rain
If you can go a mile in my shoes, start runnin'

Start runnin'
Start runnin'