Lyrical Breakdown of Runnin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Runnin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how The Pharcyde weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Runnin" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that The Pharcyde employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to The Pharcyde's narrative.
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Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Uh-huh, check it out, check it out
One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two
Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound, yeah
One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two
Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound yeah
One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two
Check the sound, check the sound, check the sound, yeah
One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one two
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
I must admit on some occasions
I went out like a punk and a chump
Or a sucka or something to that effect
Respect I used to never get
'Cause all I got was upset
When niggas used to be like
(What's up, fool? Nigga, what's up?)
And tried to sweat a nigga like the Lip
For no reason at all I can recall n- throwing C's in my face
Down the hall I'm kickin' it in the back of the school eating chicken at three
Wondering, "Why is everybody always pickin' on me?
I tried to talk and tell 'em, "Chill, I did nothin' to deserve this"
But when it didn't work, I wasn't scared, just real nervous and unprepared
To deal with scrappin' no doubt
My pappy never told me how to knock a ni gga out
But now in '95, I must survive as a man on my own
Fuck around with Fatlip, yes, ya get blown
I'm not tryin' to show no macho is shown
But when it's on, when it's on, then it's on
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
One, two
So listen here, come on
There comes a time in every man's life
When he's gotta handle shit up on his own
Can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze
Please, they got problems of their own
Down for the count on seven chicken, shit don't get to heaven
'Til they faced these fears in these fear zones
Used to get jacked back up in high school, I played it cool
Just so some real shit won't get full blown bein' where I'm from
They let the smoke come quicker than an evil redneck
Could lynch a helpless colored figure and
As a victim I invented low-key
'Til the keyhole itself got lower than me
So I stood up and let my free form form free
Said I'm gonna get some before they knockin' out me
I don't sweat it, I let the bullshit blow in the breeze
In other words, just debris
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
It's 1995
And now that I'm older, stress weighs on my shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but I told y'all
Until the day that I die I still
Will be a soldier and that's all I told ya
And that's all I showed ya
And that's all I sold ya
And all this calamity is rippin' my sanity
Can it be (that I'm a celebrity who's on the brink of insanity?)
Now don't be wishin' of switchin' any positions with me
'Cause when you in my position, it ain't never easy
To do any type of maintainin'
'Cause all this gamin' and famin' from entertainin'
Is hella strainin' (to the brain and)
But I can't keep runnin' I just gotta keep keen and cunnin'
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away (yeah, yeah)
Can't keep runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away
You can't keep runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away (yeah, yea)
You can't keep on, ah, ah, ah
Can't keep runnin' away, runnin' away, runnin' away