Outrun
Written by: Michael Turner & Christopher Portugal
[Double K:] Yeah… remember when… put the quarter in… be able to shift gears… drive as fast as you want and flip out? Check it…
[Double K:]
So what it looking like, it's like a one mile, ten to go
Counting my flows, me and the bros, doing damage to foes
Enemy haters on the outside, looking in
Everybody get your hulas, let these games begin, begin, begin…
[Thes One:] Ay-yo, out running the streets
Sun shining, banging beneath the underlying heat of a Los Angeles day
We're moving too fast, gets breaking a sweat, wetting your neck
Rest up in the West, where the guns go blast!
[Double K:] Blast! I'm shooting first. Bull's eye! Now, y'all step back
Green carpet rolling out for my prize, I got my eyes on it
With five on it, waiting for y'all to get my half
I'm dirty, not rotten. I'm fresh, so do the math, the math, the math…
[Thes One:] I take it and pass, keeping peace
Walking the streets, the last original beat-loopers
Moving you like the supers, intended to last long
Die-hard troopers who stand strong, like Donkey Kong
We chilling at the top…
[Double K:] And feel the wrath of the big P, double boogie-oogie
Make sure Shuggie know this, Double's the one who wrote this
You ghost riders get the cash, but punch, you're too friendly
With your pen and pad, kicking that drag, on and off
You're soft, you're soft, you're soft…
[Thes One:] We keeping it tight, porch chilling
Feeling the summer mania
Night comes, the scene change like the Castlevania
New musical dope like Jim Hall and Ron Carter
Rock harder than breaks on windfall
[Thes One:] All in together to the future-fied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
Rock over London
Rock on, Chicago
GE: We bring good things to life.
([Double K:] Diet Pepsi: Uh-huh.)
[Double K:] They said Spiderman's a junkie
Some of my homies was flunkies
I remained to keep it funky 'til the night was done
But when the record stopped spinning and everybody stopped dancing
My high came down and I began to run ([Rap sample, echoing:] Run!)
[Thes One:] Ay-yo, I'm feeling like Webster tied to a balloon
I'm outrunning the mad cow, jumping over the moon
And if I land on my hands on a record of mine
Then I'll needle-grind the funk, and everything'll be fine
'Ll be fine, 'll be fine, 'll be fine, will be fine…
[Double K:] Yo, you can outrun yourself, but you can't outdone the P
We grand steps ahead, we break through people like lead
Hear what I said, or what I heard before I said it
Get your radio imbedded to the groove, vibrations consume…
[Thes One:] All in together to the future-fied sound
To the treble and bass that'll break this new ground
Rock over London
Rock on, Chicago
GE: We bring good things to life.
([Double K:] Diet Pepsi: Uh-huh.)
[Spoken sample, sped up:] All together now!
[Rap sample:] Run!
(repeated and scratched)
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This track appears on the following releases:
- ...Or Stay Tuned (2003) (CD & LP) - Om Records (OM-137)
