Promoe - Long Distance Runner lyrics

What was going on (yeah, uh ha)
When I wrote this the Long Distance Runner
And recorded this (check it, yo)

It's two thousand and four
Last year Tony and George started
The war of the whores
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 Bass and Big Boss
Before the Struggle album made
The record stores 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)
That's why I had to stop drinking
Cause when I start drinking is
When I stop thinking
That I gotta stay on top off things
And when I'm under the bottle you
Know I stop to think

Like an athlete, a long distance runner
On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer
They attack me, but it gon' make me 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 me stronger
Get at me dawg

Livin' in this free world
Expecting cops to abuse me
When I'm chilling with a cup full of muesli
Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over
But, I'mma get mine cause
Mahfuckers running slower (yeah)
Followin' my sprinter trail
I run shit 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 role model for the kids today
Can't afford gettin' sent away
Get them fingerprints away
Wipe off the mic every single stain
Recognize bomb shit 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 cause
I was meant to stay

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 shit with families, fans
Partners and labels you're with
And even if I wanted I
Wouldn'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

No alcohol, no weed no cigarettes, no E's
No milk, no cheese no eggs, no meat
Just mediation and peace
Red lentils, chick peas
Good workout, good sleep
Mo' sunshine, light breeze