Also not my favourite song of all time but its up there.
The Pharcyde-Runnin
The Pharcyde-Runnin
There comes a time in every mans 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 chickenshits don't get to heaven
Til they faced these fears in these fear zones
Used to get jacked back 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
Till 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 knock it out me
I don't sweat it I let the bullshit blow in the breeze
In other words just debris