Long Distance Runner Lyrics
| Song | Long Distance Runner |
| Artist | Promoe |
| Album | The Long Distance Runner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What was going on (yeah, aha) | |
| And i wrote this | |
| The Long Distance Runner | |
| And recorded this (check it, ya) | |
| Ha! | |
| Its 2004 | |
| 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 recordstores | |
| 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) | |
| Thats why I had to stop drinking | |
| Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking | |
| That i gotta stay on top off things | |
| And when im under the botlle you know I stop think | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Like an athlete, a long distance runner | |
| On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer | |
| They attack me, but it gon' make 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 stronger | |
| Get at me dawg... | |
| Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse me | |
| When i'm chilling with a cup full o' müsli | |
| Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over | |
| But Im' a get mine cus mah****ers 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 rolemodel for the kids today | |
| Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints away | |
| Wipe off the mike 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 cus i was meant to stay... | |
| (Chorus) | |
| 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 woldn'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 | |
| Chorus | |
| No alcohol, no weed | |
| No cigaretts, no És | |
| No milk, no cheese | |
| No eggs, no meat | |
| Just medation and peace | |
| Red lentils, chick peas | |
| Good workout, good sleep | |
| Mo' sunshine, light breeze... |
| What was going on yeah, aha | |
| And i wrote this | |
| The Long Distance Runner | |
| And recorded this check it, ya | |
| Ha! | |
| Its 2004 | |
| 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 recordstores | |
| 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 | |
| Thats why I had to stop drinking | |
| Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking | |
| That i gotta stay on top off things | |
| And when im under the botlle you know I stop think | |
| Chorus | |
| Like an athlete, a long distance runner | |
| On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer | |
| They attack me, but it gon' make 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 stronger | |
| Get at me dawg... | |
| Livin' in this free world expecting cops to abuse me | |
| When i' m chilling with a cup full o' mü sli | |
| Matter of time ' fore my cup is running over | |
| But Im' a get mine cus mah ers 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 rolemodel for the kids today | |
| Can' t afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints away | |
| Wipe off the mike every single stain | |
| Recognize bomb shit when it' s in my mail | |
| What a big disgrace, what a big bambam you had to end this way | |
| All you ever wanted to was to entertain | |
| Went against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay... | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 woldn' 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| No alcohol, no weed | |
| No cigaretts, no É s | |
| No milk, no cheese | |
| No eggs, no meat | |
| Just medation and peace | |
| Red lentils, chick peas | |
| Good workout, good sleep | |
| Mo' sunshine, light breeze... |
| What was going on yeah, aha | |
| And i wrote this | |
| The Long Distance Runner | |
| And recorded this check it, ya | |
| Ha! | |
| Its 2004 | |
| 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 recordstores | |
| 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 | |
| Thats why I had to stop drinking | |
| Cuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinking | |
| That i gotta stay on top off things | |
| And when im under the botlle you know I stop think | |
| Chorus | |
| Like an athlete, a long distance runner | |
| On a track meet spring, fall, winter, summer | |
| They attack me, but it gon' make 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 stronger | |
| Get at me dawg... | |
| Livin' in this free world expecting cops to abuse me | |
| When i' m chilling with a cup full o' mü sli | |
| Matter of time ' fore my cup is running over | |
| But Im' a get mine cus mah ers 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 rolemodel for the kids today | |
| Can' t afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints away | |
| Wipe off the mike every single stain | |
| Recognize bomb shit when it' s in my mail | |
| What a big disgrace, what a big bambam you had to end this way | |
| All you ever wanted to was to entertain | |
| Went against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay... | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 woldn' 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| No alcohol, no weed | |
| No cigaretts, no É s | |
| No milk, no cheese | |
| No eggs, no meat | |
| Just medation and peace | |
| Red lentils, chick peas | |
| Good workout, good sleep | |
| Mo' sunshine, light breeze... |
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