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Reminding the mind
What I should and I shouldn't be
I'm in a good place
I'm knowing now 
That life has never been a foot race
They calling me a poser 
Cos I

Still running from my past it’s a foot race
Just anotha second from them white gates
Nah I’ll never lose, See me out in first place
You tried to kill me?

a cycle but fuck all that
Baby boy making a change

Elephants heavily clouding my brain
My thoughts surreal like a burning giraffe
It's a foot race then I

lady

She's not often understood

She was my best friend, my playmate

Moved in next door just before the first grade

We ran foot races, climb trees,

And embrace death in the face 
And shake his hand
Now on a foot race to the makers land

What's the creators plan
Did I fail him by this
Was I strong 
Enough

The sun on your face
We're in a foot race
With Alabama Hills

You're dancing away
Yet you're not even phased
I'm afraid it won't last
Let it burn

slate 
And never disintegrate when they try to deflate 
So you can get behind me if you can't keep the pace 
It's a marathon son, not a foot race 
And ima

fleet on the foot race
I'm feeling hurt and I'm torn, thinking why was I born
The rage in the cage got me battling through this mental storm
Are you

muscles when I grind
OG Shaman Mic call me father time
Repititive flows like a rewind
Higher up on a mountain I start to climb
How it's a foot race if I

Hit you with that stiffy, have you looking silly 
With a hand in ya face, and ya ass on the ground 
Now how that sound? 
Now it's just a foot race

base is 
Sword fights, slap boxing,  infinite foot races 
Do you like me letters and girls with friendship bracelets
Time machines and spaceships

we not in a foot race
Feelin like I'm comin in this shit too old, like way late
I won't get discouraged, I'm not goin' down like mayday
If you aint

a Asian bukakke I painted her face
But it wasn't my fault, she messed up the pace
Ima do the dash like I'm in a foot race (alright like woa)
I've been going

if the Angels
I never stopped paying those dues
Someone's gotta enforce rules
To be number one u gotta loose
It's a one foot race no shoes

I'm a felon

moving knew they would hate
But that aint on my mind fuck what they could say
Cause we just doin us
We keep on pushing
In this foot race
We've been driving

of the caution tape
You can't tell me I'm tripping running this foot race
Gotta keep on moving, keep your Nikes laced
Cause one wrong move could switch your whole

stopped mockin
Christoper Walkin I'm straight face
Pulp Fiction get popped like the briefcase
Get shot when enter my air space
Or best leave it up to a foot

(Like Water)
I remember birthdays
Half days on a Thursdays
Chasing after girls at my workplace
First to grab the bag like a foot race
And first

a foot race
I was emasculated, eviscerated
I had my head chopped off and they put it on a pike
But I still find time to bust a Gaelic rhyme
I'll rip your

and days are dying so
Like people
Step pace, on foot race, in eyes space, body's grace
Sitting, and sipping, and spitting in cup of coffee, and giving

living like a don, it’s Perrier when I have good days. Run it up like a foot race, left them with the made you look face, now good day. 
(Chorus):
Envy,

really fast i beat you in a foot race
Counting cards in the casino, yeah i got the pocket ace

Starting at 38.4, now we got 40 seconds left
I probably just

schmoozing doctors in suits had me in a foot race towards the light

This one's for the boys back at home
Keep fightin' everyday
Long live the boys back

Black roses lay on a tomb
Under the moon
While these white diamonds lay on my chest
Light up the room
Well I'ma run up in your crib, it's a foot race