They say I’m going too fast,
That I need to slow down.
I push the pedal to the medal
Go all the faster just to piss them off!
Li’l Sandy heralded my arrival
Back to the United of States
Didn’t know marathon was canceled that year
Used to watch it on TV
Dreaming of me in that there marathon
New York City
They attract now upper middle class,
But I ain’t no upper middle class
I got no class at all; I ‘m the poorest of the poor.
One time I started to count the things I had bought myself.
Decided that if I gave it all back,
I’d have to walk naked through the streets.
And I’d have no bed to sleep.
But I don’t care.
It’s been 11 years since my mother called me, Menace to Society
…It’s been 11 years.
Only one thing I ever wanted to be!
8th grade Careers class I was 14
Wrote my resume and letter
To be a cross-country coach.
All I ever wanted to be.
To teach people Run an not Be Weary
Walk and not Faint
Rise With Wings as Eagles
And tear through the streets.
When the motorists try to run me over,
I stare them down with my eyes.
I say Fuck You! in my mind
And just keep tearing through the streets.
Like a fuckin’ animal.
And censorship don’t mean nothin’ to me.
And I don’t mean nothin’ to them.
But I keep tearin’ through the streets
Just like Sandy right before me
Wrecking destruction in my wake.
Collateral Damage, It ain’t my fault.
They shoulda got outta my way
My (married) once told me I had a superpower.
Like a spider-man.
I know what it is now:
To piss people off with hyper-velocity!
I hardly ever sleep
I just run run like there’s no tomorrow
Running through the streets.
And sometimes they shout, Run Forrest, Run!
What up, mudderfuckers!
I had planned to return
Ways abouts June of dat year 2012,
But I didn’t move til December
Wanted to finish my year of teaching.
Poverty itching. Still.
But I finished my year of teaching that year.
In that there country
Before such mayhem broke out.
I guess it’s satisfyin’
Rememberin’ how I chased the thief down
Who stole my cell phone.
And he threw it!
Didn’t think I could do it!
Chase ‘im down like that!
If any thief in the night strikes, I’m ready to strike him back!
Ain’t stealin’ nothin’ from me!
No way in hell!
I’ve been trained, practiced to watch for thieves.
And I’ve learned from the very best!
Peruvian landscape slide to the top of the rift.
So I run like there’s no tomorrow.
I run like I chased that thief.
I run like there’s no tomorrow,.
I run, and I run through the streets.
And I ran La Leche League, I got embarrassed by the name of the “T”.
I got embarrassed by the name of the “T”
Can I get it in writing?
Can I get an Amen?