[Intro: From "He's a Runner" by The Fifth Dimension]
Soon there'll be no man
Woman ain't be born
Who can make him stay

[Verse: Sam Wright Coastal]
And nothing's black and white
Since Mike Jack went to Heaven
I was only like 11 and nothing's set in stone
But my whole city's stones since they passed that shit
So when this house is not a home
Or when the homies gettin' gonged
Go ahead and pass that shit
Next step is flippin' bricks
That's the route my brother took have my mother shook
Runnin' with crooks
Stackin' all this paper like they printin' some books
But that shit was all dirty he was flirtin' with the law
As it is credit card scheme scammin' kids
And don't go callin' me a snitch, he's in the looney bin now
Forms of psychosis got him up when he's down
As for me my mothers proud of me
She tells me that she is but my lyrics and this music biz makes for some confusion
Its natural I guess cause like I said, everything's been great for a while
Couple states north of the bay we say things that really mean the opposite
Like when someones really poppin', it's they filthy as fuck
But no matter how dirty I get or when I'm 30
And I'm thinkin' 'bout some kids I'll always have doubts
But more than that, multi use Saran
This is more than just a rap
Y'all know how it feels when they holdin' you back
Yo they tell you that they love you always givin' you daps 'n hugs
Right when I get charged up they wanna pull the plug
And you know what they say, if the shoe fits snug you better run
'Cause they tryna take 'em off me they fit too well
I'll make hits then sell
They ain't even trained a day they wanna be Denzel
Yo claimin' that they King Kong but they got it all wrong
They can't get it through their skull island
That I am the embodiment of skill and I leave it on the table
Like a mo'fuckin' will and they gettin' nothing
My time is comin', what else is there to say
I've been generating buzz for light years
Time to fly away, reverse that
Feelin' like a nerd 'cause they got me in this first class
But nothing's really changed, still jot thoughts on a page
Writers block got me lost in a lot of the time
I'm thinking that I'm cool like the popular guy
But I gotta be wise, watch my strides and my steps
Always eyes open so I see what's next
Never rest in my dreams but I'm supposed to be asleep if I want 'em to be lucid
I'm more down [???]
It's not a Coupé it's [?] like venom
Give the game a nick make it split like Ben 10
And um the rest of 'em need medicine I'm ill though
Yo the pain can still catch you outside like the Dr. Phil show
Then I will blow
I need a ring like Bilbo
A championship for anytime that I feel low
See I got the real flow
Kill those who doubt it, wait you doubt it?
How's this?
[Outro: From "He's a Runner" by The Fifth Dimension]
Woman –
He's a runner
He's a runner
He's a runner