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[Hook:] |
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Cause I'm running |
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Feet to the ground |
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I've been running |
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They know that my time was coming |
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Even when I'm away, know I'm running |
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Back to you |
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[Verse 1: XV] |
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I meet the track like a track meet |
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Trapping bring traction, so actually I should have cleats |
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At sixteen I'm rapping, so back then I just had beats |
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Till I met [Bounce?], who believed and now I have heat |
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At North High, north side representative |
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Who said I had a zone just like Barry Sanders did |
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And I roam by the home, Barry Sanders lived |
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Waiting to be grown, knowing I'm a be where he is |
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Well, well, now as I run 'round |
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The city, I'm flying, I'm riding with my gun now |
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Got signed and I'm flying higher, don't wanna come down |
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I wanna touchdown but I can't just now |
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[Hook:] |
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[Hook 2:] |
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Cause I'm running back |
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Back to you |
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I keep running back |
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Back to you (yeah) |
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Cause I'm running back |
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Back to you (Unhuh) |
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Running back (I'm like Barry Sanders) |
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I keep running back (I feel like Barry Sanders) |
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I Keep running back (I'm just like Barry Sanders) |
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[Verse 2: XV] |
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I'm like Barry Sanders and all, from Land of the Oz |
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A Cancer's that's small but handled the ball |
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While I manage my flaws, above all |
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I'm always running back to all my pursuits |
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To have my home town getting found by label recruits |
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Then reboot my high school crushes I used to think cute |
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Volume so high that the haters gotta be mute |
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Then I see you, goddamn my old flame |
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I took you to soul plane at North Rock fourteen |
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Can't 'member your whole name, 'member that house party? |
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I thought we did soul train and later we got naughty |
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Then she asked if I was coming back |
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Said I'm from the home of Barry Sanders |
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You know I'm always running back |
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[Hook:] |
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[Verse 3: XV] |
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Lookin' out a hotel window, missing my kin folk |
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Back at home in Kansas where everything was so simple |
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My addiction felt like H, it just tripled |
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And I'm just trying to play in a game full of whistles |
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It's like me being a Square is going to always bring issues |
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Like a crisis to let the cube in so I brought missiles |
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Let y'all get a glimpse of my calendar that I flip through |
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And you won't understand how I make the music I give you |
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Home is where the heart is, no wonder I feel heartless |
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City full of lights, trying to find where the stars is |
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Maps tell exactly where a star lives, I find myself |
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Looking around for a town I find a farm in |
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Feels like a three-by-five from '95 |
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In front of my grandma's house by the van my momma drived |
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Try to move from my love of Rap |
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But I'm from the home of Barry Sanders |
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No wonder I keep on running back |
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[Hook] |
