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New York City born, bred in Skid Row, 
Let me tell you like this

You don’t like the I’m screaming, you don’t like the way I get high, you don’t like the way I shout?
See that concrete and that gate over there? Get your shit and get the f*ck out.
‘Cause as far as I’m concerned this homeless people’s, and addicts people’s house. 
So you run up to Gladys park and do your due, watch your mother fucking mouth,
I know some cats that take that as a sign of disrespect, whoo I know some cats right now,
You disrespect this place, they’ll break your fucking neck.
 I get tired of some of y’all shitting on Skid Row, feeling like you think we’re soft. 

Look, this is a ghetto prayer, for all my friends who ain’t make it there, look.
He’s in his home, thinking ‘bout his history,
Like how I got here, is a mystery.
Picturing his past, Pippin’s having flashbacks, 
To back when all he had was his black napsack,
He’s packed again, swearing it’s the last time, 
Foster father gave him that look it was a bad sign,
They gonna kick him out bounce around to different homes, 
He’s gonna run away cause he’d rather be alone. 
Than be unknown, living with a stranger, 
They’ll treat him like he’s charity, but then they’ll learn to hate him.
No not for me, so they ain’t stopping me, I’m gonna be free, 
They can’t keep me under lock and key.
So in the dead of night, Pippin starts packing up,
Steal some spam and some pepsi so he’ll have enough,
Life was rough conceived in grief, he’s misry son,
Scarred, ‘cause life knocked him hard so it’s time to run. 

He’s exhausted, he roams the streets alone, 
He’s exhausted nobody hears his groans,
He’s exhausted, he lost it all again, he’s exhausted and all he wants is a home. 
Keep running, keep running, oh keep running, keep running

(He’s the runaway, he’s the runaway, pippen is the runaway)
(He’s the runaway, he’s the runaway, pippen is the runaway)

Grey skies awake and soar from the concrete he laid in,
He wakes to walk the broad path cause Jesus ain’t save him,
Betrayed by his father, still feels the blade on his face,
Case worker came that day, he ran away and became,
Life’s truant, pop pills pop bottles, to get me through it.
I don’t care if it kills me, I’ll be cool when life’s concluded,
Escaping through his music, pocket knives and street sages,
Homie lives life sedated he’s only happy if he’s faded,
Born in hell he ain’t created, had a soul, but is vacant
Walking aimless till he is followed in the distance, and he’s shaking, 
And baking he’s gonna shake them, he shook em’ and dashes down,
The sewer up the gutter, and makes moves around,
in alley ways he knows, he’s home free past the barbed wire, 
the cops fly by,He hides in his church his desires,
To purge himself of the curse that chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s concealed behind the cross of the Christ,
When the church leaves, he sleeps behind the pews and hides,
He’s tired of running, Pippen’s wishing he could lose his life. 

He’s exhausted, he roams the streets alone, 
He’s exhausted nobody hears his groans,
He’s exhausted, he lost it all again, 
He’s exhausted and all he wants is a home. 
Keep running, (keep running) 
keep running, (keep running)
Oh Keep running (keep running)
Keep running

So he awakens...
to the choir singing hallelujah praise the God of deliverance,
But his furnace excited ignites being burned by his bitterness, 
Thinking if God chose concern why I’m hurting I can’t figure it,
Jesus left me like the rest of them, is the way I come to picture it look, 

If you love me, than how’d my pops get by?
With cutting me and cutting out, you tell me why,
I die inside everyday I’m a shadow with two feet,
Where was you when I was left alone, with no food to eat? 
You’re too weak to stand, answer me, be a man, 
Where was you, when I was torching outside that frying pan?
Hell yeah I’m full of fire, you can’t claim to be messiah, 
Than baptize me in this cough and frost,,my life is cold you liar,
I’m tired of walking this road,I’m tired of carrying this load. 
I’m the only person on the planet, and all I wants a home, 
I’m sorry I’m so angry you gotta show me truth through lies, 
I’ll OD on these pills and die if you say you can’t sympathize,
He prepares for suicide his hands twist the bottle,
He’s got pills to kill the pain, he wants no more tomorrows,
He raise his hands and surrender, he’ll swallow to end it all,
Behind a whisper says son listen, someone's heard your call. 

He’s exhausted, he roams the streets alone, 
He’s exhausted nobody hears his groans,
He’s exhausted, and lost it all again,
He’s exhausted and all he wants is a home. 

Keep running, (keep running)
Keep running, (keep running) 
Oh keep running, 
Keep running.
He’s exhausted.

Now that y’all feel what I’m saying, some y’all think that I’m a joke,
Some people like what I’m saying, so do me a favor and shut the f*ck up and let me flow.

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