Said I'm running
I don't know what from but it's coming
I can feel it in my bones and in my stomach
I can feel it in my soul I know what's coming
That's why I'm running
I don't know what from but I've been running my whole life
I see the premonitions of the future with both eyes closed
They wide open though
I'm on an open road with 0 navigation
Now I'm running out of patience
Used to hide from all the rain and get up under umbrellas
But now I see the finer things in all the stormier weathers
So whenever the clouds clear
You won't find no tears
'Cause momma made a f*cking soldier we don't answer to fear
But now I'm running
I don't know what from but it's coming
I can feel it in my bones and in my stomach
I can feel it in my soul I know what's coming
That's why I'm running
Said I'm running
I don't know what from but it's coming
I can feel it in my bones and in my stomach
I can feel it in my soul I know what's coming
That's why I'm running
If tomorrow never see me tell that bitch that I made it
And bury Limbo in a coffin with the body gold plated
And on the outside engrave it
It's "To the realist that lived"
Nah, "to the hardest motherf*cker that God ever created"
And on the daily I be paranoid
Running for answers
But Running from questions
It's probably 'cause I don't pay attention
And at times it's on purpose 'cause that ignorance bliss
If Apollo wrote confessions he'd have wrote 'em like this
Now I'm running
I don't know what from but it's coming
I can feel it in my bones and in my stomach
I can feel it in my soul I know what's coming
That's why I'm running
Said I'm running
I don't know what from but it's coming
I can feel it in my bones and in my stomach
I can feel it in my soul I know what's coming
That's why I'm running