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Dilated Peoples - You Can't Hide, You Can't Run lyrics
[scratched samples] "You can't hide, you can't run" "Remember to, always be true, no matter what you do" "Run it, I never fronted, I got my whole crew life on it" "Think sharp" "Man listen" "You can't hide, you can't run" "Remember to, always be true, no matter what you do" "Run it, I never fronted, I got my whole crew life on it" [Chorus] Any day your last day might come (so) You can't hide, you can't run Late night or in the shadows when the daylight comes remember "You can't hide, you can't run" "Man listen" Any day your last day might come (so) You can't hide, you can't run From the truth, we know each and every day fights come, remember "You can't hide, you can't run" [Rakaa Iriscience] It's like it's "Final Destination," you tryin your best to make it They say be patient but you know you're cheatin Death, it's chasin Heart beatin, pulse racin, but I keep the pace and train to be the best and beat the best by the Gracie Grappler spectacular rapper sport of altercation In self-defense we hem 'em up, a tailored alteration We're firestarters, leavin stages up in flames Then again we're firefighters, sprayin at whatever's blazin Crazy ways to express and pass information Daily makin the best of bad situations We fight to win in whatever type of test we're facin Hip-Hop came while they were underestimatin Amazing grace how sweet the sound, that's what I was raised in But then the crack and gangs flourished under Ronald Reagan Life insurance for kids, undertakers waitin Earth is purgatory, here between the pearly gates and Satan [Chorus] [Evidence] Yeah ("man listen") I stay relevant Only person I stand in the shadow of is Evidence Last page, I left off a good look This ain't the next chapter, it's a whole new book About to steal the game, I'm a whole new crook Bakin up that fire, I'm a whole new cook Get your whole shit took, Cali's back under the sun So - you can't hide, and you can't run From the truth, some ain't convinced so they decide to try me Like I give a fuck, we live from India Arie They got spies in cameras and trailers We see 'em settin up though we on counter-surveillance On to me, I'm on to you, it's no mystery Better think fast though, the future just your history It's where the plot thickens, regardless of wealth Cause the worst person to run from's yourself [Chorus] [various scratches from the intro ad libbed to fade] |
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