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In this greater battle 
Where tanks corrode & airplanes dissolve 
Indians race on foot 
Up to the fallen idol 
And there is no longer fight
tickled
She was runnin' barefoot in the grass
Barefoot in the grass

It brings a smile to my face
Seein' her, no shoes in a foot race
Runnin' as fast
baby
God knows I ain't lyin'

See, that's when it's gettin' soft
See, I was gettin' a little tired now
And I just slowed down a little bit
Foot race is
going down a one way,
Jumped out on 'em turned into a foot race,
Jitt know the streets so they couldn't keep they pace,
He hadda throw his pistol if
often understood

She was my best friend, my playmate
Moved in next door just before the first grade
We ran foot races, climb trees, caught insects
Before
money, God, keep your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)

[U-God]
Blood money mercenaries, think you can muscle Wu?
It's a foot race, who can out-hustle who?
Hip hop
playmate
Moved in next door just before the first grade
We ran foot races, climb trees, caught insects
Before money and sex, powder and x
Before popularity
your face
Git a muthafucka, lost 'em in broad day
Doin' a hundred, dawg, goin' down a one way
Jumped out on 'em, turned into a foot race

Git know
the past niggas on some bullshit
Royce tell Preme I got a full clip
Niggas used to run when they saw Suge's face
Faster then Joey and Joell in a foot race
Remove my shoes for foot races, primitive man ate fish
But M C's are the latest on my dish mentally spacious

You didn't create this so you, naturally hate
then I probably got at her
Sometimes I'm hard to find like downtown parkin' spaces
I'ma be old and gray and still flirtatious
Remove my shoes for foot
Race with the Devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the Devil his dues
Race with the Devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell!

I'm
This guy says the horse can do
If he says the horse can do,
Can do,
Can do.
For Paul Revere I'll bite,
I hear his foot's all right.
Of course it
I can't explain the way I feel
 Each time I get behind the wheel
 The rush of blood comes
 As the power surges
 And my right foot urges
 The car
don't do nothin' that I don't want to
Well, that's living, baby, that's living

Planted my garden with seeds of love and happiness
And never left a foot
chance, this guy says the horse has chance
If he says the horse has chance has chance, has chance

No way for Paul Revere I'll bite, I hear his foot's all
I'm Lester the Nightfly
Hello Baton Rouge
Won't you turn your radio down
Respect the seven second delay we use

So you say there's a race
I'm Lester the Nightfly
Hello Baton Rouge
Won't you turn your radio down
Respect the seven second delay we use

So you say there's a race
The farther I go 
The less I know 
One foot goes in front of the other 
It all boils around to not hanging around 

To keep moving in front
a drunkard
Drinks way down in New Orleans

Go tell my baby sister
Never do like I have done
To shun the house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

One foot
the rising sun

Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain

I'm going
Orleans
They call the risin' sun

Well, it's one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball
call the rising sun

Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain
they call that Rising Sun. 

It's one foot on the platform, 
One foot on the train. 
I'm going back down to New Orleans 
To wear my ball and my

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