Running Through the City

Running running
Running through the city
Running running through the city
Running through the city
Running running through the city

Running through the city need a jacket and some groceries
Run down to the market or I make the market run to me
Robots at my beck and call I love em all obsessively
Not sure of the easiest or best way to connect with me
Maybe on my earpiece I can see you on my mental feed
Anything I don't like I can swipe as easy as I blink
Thoughts and they get thought faster than my mind it can think for me
Try to hold my own but it's an information blitzkrieg

Je déambule dans la ville, ses allées, ses tunnels, ses vallées,
Ses crapules de la street, affalées, ses ruelles mal famées,
Débusquant les MC's, de cafés en terrasses, affamé,
Dégustant les récits des quartiers aux façades ravalées,
Je me lève à l'aube, taxi à la volée, slalom dans la foule,
Je me jette à l'eau, et Bim!, dans la foulée, j'invoque la foudre,
Plongé d'office au cœur du chaos les flows se défoulent,
Flopée de sourires moqueurs et cabots, tous veulent en découdre.

Running through the city look for pity but I'm finding none
Streets are kinda gritty, kinda iffy, but I'm having fun
It's-like I'm underwater in the slums that's where they dunking us
Veteran from the town that they been changing up for centuries now
Je suis dans le cypher entre rafales de rimes et de beatmakers,
Une atmosphère d'entre les flammes, nourrie de cris de haters,
Pas le temps d'épiloguer je balance plus de cent mille kilowatts,
Et le badass de mes couplets fracasse le best MC local.

My ancient keyboard needs new strings
I broke two during a solo, ears still ring
Supplier says same place, usual time
He melts coins to make em, these strings are prime
Garbage man strike, roads are locked tight
The trash mothership dumps bags from the sky
So I get there late, no-one in sight
No major 7th on that chord tonight

Running through the city
Running running through the city
Running through the city
Running running through the city

Fin de parcours, je laisse les gens dans les vapeurs, isolés,
Feinte de frappe et je reprends le dernier rappeur en demi volée,
Le public n'est pas averti, il est déboussolé,
Le petit n'a pas atterri, j'ai déjà décollé,
Sorti batifoler, jolie inconsolée, triée sur le volet,
Partie olé-olé, je fini en dos crawlé.

I run around all over creation
I hear the sounds see the manifestations
The future is now In All its iterations
Whether smiles or frowns the miles must be taken
I run around all over creation
I hear the sounds see the manifestations
The future is now In All its iterations
Whether smiles or frowns the miles must be taken

The man says he's waiting on the wall
E string, B string wrapped in foil
As I get close, I hear a sound
Rattles my eardrums, shakes the ground
The ocean is gushing through the streets
Someone blew up the wall, there's a new breach
The water's on me, so cold it stings
Gotta get outa there and I got no strings

Running through the city
Running running through the city
Running through the city
Running running through the city
Running through the city
Running running through the city