Cannonballers

Pulled behind a car with 100 different bumper stickers on In the left lane, crawling 58 on the freeway Ears a-ringing keychain, pressure in the blood Can't slow down, I'm a time bomb ticking while I run With a loaded gun staring at the sun Got a blind eye, never hit the bullseye, just like acting tough And I keep asking myself, "Hey, why're you running?" Hardtop Impala, blank checks and cannonballers Heard the whistle blow from the Wabash Can't borrow time with the cold cash La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la (here we go again) La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la Television preacher, got yourself another seeker on the line Could you make the time? I could use divine intervention Undivided attention, someone needs to know Yeah, I cooked the books and threw my combinations Dodging jabs and hooks with shallow conversations Like a surface level, speed sick devil on the loose And I keep asking myself, "Hey, why're you running?" Hardtop Impala, bank checks and cannonballers Heard the whistle blow from the Wabash Can't borrow time with the cold cash La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la (with the cold cash) La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la, la, la La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la (but I keep on running) Hardtop Impala, blank checks and cannonballers Heard the whistle blow from the Wabash Can't borrow time with the cold cash La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la (can't borrow time with the cold cash) La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la, la-la-la (And I keep asking myself, "Hey, what're you running from") (Don't know why I keep running)