Promoe: Long distance runner

What was going on (yeah, aha)And i wrote thisThe Long Distance RunnerAnd recorded this (check it, ya)Ha!Its 2004Last year Tony and George started the war of the whoresSame year, and the year before, plus the year before thatMe and the Troop were on constant toursChanting Imbumba! from the South African shoresTo the Norwegian fjords, I tried to keep a vegan courseTraveling with good friends like Chords, Timbuk and DJ Large, Jonny Bass and Big BossBefore the Struggle album made the recordstoresWe were on a Road to Hell, breakin doors and lawsMe, Supreme, Gangsta Pete and Schumi of courseHad a little trouble with the German police force (aha)Thats why I had to stop drinkingCuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinkingThat i gotta stay on top off thingsAnd when im under the botlle you know I stop think(Chorus)Like an athlete, a long distance runnerOn a track meet spring, fall, winter, summerThey attack me, but it gon' make strongerGet at me dawg when your patience's longerAn athlete, a long distance runnerOn a track meet spring, fall, winter, summerThey attack me, but it gon' make strongerGet at me dawg...Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse meWhen i'm chilling with a cup full o' msliMatter of time 'fore my cup is running overBut Im' a get mine cus mahfuckers running slower (Yeah!)Followin' my sprinter trailI run shit down the line on the Interrail (Yeah!)I ain't going, I ain't been to jailI got work to do, and I got things to sayA real rolemodel for the kids today Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints awayWipe off the mike every single stainRecognize bomb shit when it's in my mailWhat a big disgrace, what a big bam-bam you had to end this wayAll you ever wanted to was to entertainWent against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay...(Chorus)The battle ain't for the strong, nor the race for the swiftBut for those who can't endure the type o' blaze that I spitFor those that will survive all the changes and shitWith families, fans, partners and labels you're withAnd even if I wanted I woldn't be able to quitI gotta keep running til the pavement will splitUnder my bare feet, the concrete with red heatOr till my future kids eat, and we all livin' carefreeIn a zion hut, we ain't dawgs no moreWere my lion's at?Gimme some signal let me see your lion pawLet me know what we're living and what we're dying forAsk myselfIt's it a good enough reasonIf so I go all out like it was my last seasonIf my, voice is weak, my boys will speakTo conquer the world I gotta keep a top physiquechorusNo alcohol, no weedNo cigaretts, no sNo milk, no cheeseNo eggs, no meatJust medation and peaceRed lentils, chick peasGood workout, good sleepMo' sunshine, light breeze...