Lyrics:

Are these sensible shoes on my feetI wear my shades so our eyes don't meetI'm scared every fuckin' dayI wear my headphones so i can't hear what you sayCan i runSwitch to paranoid from having funWill he use his hands, knife, or a gunKnuckles are white, wrapped around my maceComes from living in a terrorist stateCan i runWhen he's following meHe's not my brother, he's my enemyIs he behind the door or in back of the treeIs he under the bed, is he in the back streetCan i run