Pip Millett – Running Lyrics (feat. Ghetts) – New Today Lyrics

[Verse 1: Pip Millett] Runnin’, I’m always out of breath
Fightin’ battles when I get shit off my chest
Down (Down)
I know what it feels like to be down, down, down
I know what it feels like to be
On the East side (Side), caught up in the current
Settled in the smog (Ah-ah)
I’m feelin’ pretty foggy ’bout my feelings, ’bout myself

[Chorus: Pip Millett] Black and free, I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no
(No, no)
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no, no, no)
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no, no, no, no)
(No, no, no, no)
No, no
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no)

[Verse 2: Pip Millett & Ghetts] Sufferin’ is sexualised, fantasised
Do you find it pleasing?
Pullin’ on my hair, no, no (No, no)
Grippin’ on my skin, no, no (No, no)
Playin’ with your prey, no, no (No, no)
My life is not a game, no, no (No, no)
No, no
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no (Yeah)
No
[Verse 2: Ghetts] Another Black man lost, worried about what a handbag cost
While it cost to be Black
I got a price on my head, that’s not any cap
F-Feds are behind, I feel like I’m wanted, dead or alive
Even aftеr what I have accomplished, nobody said they’ll bе kind

Look at my skin, I’m fully akin
Tell me why you wanna put bullets within
Number one suspect ’cause of my colour
If I was another, couldn’t be him
I got the melanin, melanin, melanin
Feds see me and get a rush of adrenaline
What have I got on me? Haven’t got anything
Dad told me from day one, “Just don’t let ’em in”

[Verse 3: Pip Millett] There’s so much to lose
There’s nothing to play with
Will you try to understand this?
Can’t slow down, gotta catch my breath
Gotta make sure that I make it
She’ll tell me that I’m fakin’
She’s lyin’, let’s face it
That bitch right there is basic
Not every girl is basic
Not every man’s a racist
That’s racy, I think you’ll find that phrase is pretty dated
(You’re testin’ on my patience) Testin’ on my patience
The way that shit, it weighs me down
[Chorus: Pip Millett] Black and free, I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no
(No, no)
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no, no, no)
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no, no, no, no)
(No, no, no, no)
No, no
I don’t think that’s a thing, no, no (No, no)

[Outro: Pip Millett] No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no