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Shoes For Running
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Boi
Big Boi
Performer
John Hill
John Hill
Programming
Nathan Williams
Nathan Williams
Guitar
Noah Beresin
Noah Beresin
Keyboards
Arielle Cohen
Arielle Cohen
Children's Choir
Barbara Klaskin Silberg
Barbara Klaskin Silberg
Choir Director
Hannah (Caz) Blatt
Hannah (Caz) Blatt
Children's Choir
Jair Miles
Jair Miles
Children's Choir
Janet Yang
Janet Yang
Children's Choir
Ky'lee Abrams
Ky'lee Abrams
Children's Choir
Lowell Novitch
Lowell Novitch
Children's Choir
Renata Robins
Renata Robins
Children's Choir
Skylar Saltzman
Skylar Saltzman
Children's Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Patton
Antwan Patton
Composer
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Hill
John Hill
Producer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Recording Engineer
The Trinity
The Trinity
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Shoes for running That will race ya Sun is coming It'll chase ya Through this deadbeat town Through this deadbeat town The end is coming I would race ya But there's no running It'll chase ya Death will hunt you down Death will hunt you down What about the people that's barefoot with no shoes for running when the sun come up? Hey 1 procenters, the 99 say what you gonna do for us? We'll run up in your house like the first runner up Be the first one to rock and the last one to get laid down Stay down and now we lookin at the top of the pound Oh the nigga, the mountain, no our cap on We vote patrone, nigga did 2 songs Bubble gum, jet poppin off Let em out like the nigga got all the hoes Got all the dope and all the women Why what you gonna do in the penitentiary? Got a lot of money, can't take it with me I can't take it with me I would've stayed, consent me To the moon and back with beautiful casa And saved the lives of my great grandmamma My great granddad and I'll pass the answer To the question, but they make money off the medicine Leave it less on stock in elections With no progression, just recessions Shoes for running That will race ya Sun is coming It'll chase ya Through this deadbeat town Through this deadbeat town The end is coming I would race ya But there's no running It'll chase ya Death will hunt you down Death will hunt you down Just as I expected, life gets deadly It's funny how the beloved become the beheaded The truth can be independent of direction that you stretchin So my niggas we'll drop when shit gets sketchy It's a masterpiece, a work of art, A gallery, no photoshop Pictures say a million words So why does it let my photo funk Even in your local top Niggas that you know he boss Every time our name is brought up better know it's mobile top That's why she gives me geek til her shins weak I'm blazing every day, you can call it dealt week You're running from a life that you didn't see That's like playing hide and seek with the grim reaper Shoes for running That will race ya Sun is coming It'll chase ya Through this deadbeat town Through this deadbeat town The end is coming I would race ya But there's no running It'll chase ya Death will hunt you down Death will hunt you down You can run but you can't hide Spent your whole life tryin to escape And everybody's safe Bits are tired living in that life Different lights, same towns Sacrifice but we try cuz we know there's no getting out And when the pawns are playin themselves I just lay and wait and it's greater myself Let em war wet out til the rhythm sails out Breathe it back to life, give it mouth to mouth Shoes for running That will race ya Sun is coming It'll chase ya Through this deadbeat town Through this deadbeat town The end is coming I would race ya But there's no running It'll chase ya Death will hunt you down Death will hunt you down You can fight and try to get away But there's nowhere to run and hide to You'd better know that there might come a day Eventually it's gon find you You can fight and try to get away But there's nowhere to run and hide to You'd better know that there might come a day Eventually it's gon find you Eventually it's gon find you find you Eventually it's gon find you Yea, Eventually it's gon find you And it's gon find your ass, it's gon find you
Writer(s): Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons, John Graham Hill, Sara Elizabeth Mitchell, Nathan Daniel Williams, Patton Antwan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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