Pumped Up Kicks

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Best to run fast when I pump up this.
Musical block and the shotgun fire,
And no lying when I run this shit.
Life’s a movie, man, I run my script,
Similar to hustlers that run their strip.
I shouldn’t say “similar”, cause “similar” is “equal”
I ain’t similar to niggers, they ain’t nothing like
this.
I found the bottle with a note in there,
Said the world’s broke and needs repairing,
But it seems that no one cares, so I throw the bottle
in the ocean, yeah.
I never chose my gift, my gift chose me, I don’t own
you shit.
Just got up the gun and I load that shit and the boys
full of soul and it goes like this.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

Lights, cameras, life is just so scandalous
But still I paint with honesty, that’s why the love is
on my canvas.
I’m like Pete Senvers, my service is so enchanting
I took a song by Foster The People and foster it into
Yonas’ anthem
You, nigger, I’m a beast, a panther, and I don’t know
no answers
But I lost my soul 15 years ago when I lost my father
to cancer,
But I’m still here, shit, and I refuse to quit.
Just got in a gun and I loaded up quick and the boys
full of soul and it go like this.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.