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Promoe - Long Distance Runner lyrics
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' m?sli
 Matter of time 'fore my cup is running over
 But Im' a get mine cus mahfuckers 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 jailPromoe - Long Distance Runner - http://motolyrics.com/promoe/long-distance-runner-lyrics.html
 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 ?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...














