You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time, run on for a long time Sooner or later God’ll cut you down Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
[Verse 1]
To the cocaine pusher, rich flipping bricks To the white-collar crooks to the pimps on the strip To the fake pastors like Mase stealing from the plate To the snake bastards out here squealing to save face To the Vatican for changing the Sabbath day, that’s blasphemous To human traffickers doing unhuman acts for chips To this fascist brass taxing us Building power plants in the ghetto to keep conditions hazardous Live it up now but one day your day will come You could even take your gun, trust me there’s no way to run Know who you take it from then you try to close the gap Is it too late now? Fucker there’s no going back It’s as cold as that, now you in a cul-de-sac Sleeping where the vultures at hoping that they don’t attack Yet the high roll seems so low and no impact But got em live souls and Satan never saw em babble You don’t know what this is do you? It’s purgatory I never searched for glory, why? Cause there’s a purpose for me They want me thrown down thirty stories To burn my words like the book of Mary written out the church’s story Truth, blind faith, or designed fate The fact is the fame of the capital with your mind state Lord forgive this for I ain’t no different The only difference is I ain’t so distant
[Chorus]
You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time, run on for a long time Sooner or later God’ll cut you down Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
[Verse 2]
All the schemes and robberies I committed and honestly I never once felt bad, I admit it’s hypocrisy For my sense of modesty, I be talking like I’m a saint At times I think I’m kinda late with my sins that I’m trying to face Higher states where I relate, you moving through that lane fast Tell you where you’re going cause I’m going down that same path I lied to a girl, told her I was in the towers the day that the planes crashed just to get some lame ass Lord forgive me for the women I’ve corrupted Cheat em up and hustled em, moved on while they suffered All the stuff that I’ve lusted over with no reluctance Or the folks that I’ve let down and failed em when they trusted Is this just for my justice or more readjustment? Who there for me? Reverend said I don’t read enough script Am I trying to sneak in Heaven with this fussing? Is it end of discussion when the Devil’s interrupting? Shh, realise now, too late cause my day has come Praying till the day is done my sins never chase my son May have taken lumps, bruises that ain’t healed yet Still stressed, real pressed but never will my will rest My wheel turns a little left, rebel in me still in check Level with me with respect, the Devil in me’s feeling dead Lord forgive this for I ain’t no different The only difference is I ain’t so distant
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell em that God’s gonna cut em down Tell em that God’s gonna cut em down