I could outrun the sun
Wish that I could outrun the sun, the sun
Wish that I could outrun the sun, the sun
Wish that I could outrun the sun

[Verse 1]
Guilty ’til proven innocent
Puttin’ fear in the citizens
No protection or service
No wonder that we so militant
You must think I'm an idiot
Crime rate’s ridiculous
Tension in my city is
Overflowing I'm sick of this
Brothers killing brothers
And ain't no calling for help
When the help ain't on your side
You better off going for self
I think about the day I'm explaining it to my kids
That they see you as a threat
And it ain't what you did
Follow every direction
And still they can split your wig
Haul you off in a wagon
‘cause of descriptions you fit
Meanwhile these rappers chillin’
And glorifying the killing
And bragging about they millions
Brainwashing the children
Hard to keep a smile on, and tell ‘em keep trying
Every time I look up another brown kid is dying
It's cool to get the cash
Be young and have a blast but
We'll never have a future if we don’t shake the past, nah mean?

[Chorus, SkyBlew]
I wish that I can outrun
All the stress and the pain ‘cause the outcome's
Never good, if I could I would get away
High speed on life's interstate
And we just tryna outrun the sun
I said we just tryna outrun the sun and
We just tryna outrun the sun

[Verse 2, SkyBlew]
Gassed up with my shades on
Tires scrubbing the road I’m hoping Donald Faison
Can make sense of this, cluelessness
World's lacking a drive, how we gonna survive through this foolishness?
With the brainless they shameless
I'm tryna spread love, so why they wanna label me as nameless?
‘cause I stand out, rather not fit in
With trends, get the message I send? Who are you kidding?
If friends don't believe in my consciousness
Time to make a new tribe like Consequence
Tried of the nonsense, when we gon’ change?
Dying over green singing money ain't a thang
Banging colors, killing our brothers, ignoring prayers from mothers
(sleeping on beds of lies) claiming that you still got it covered
This life will smother you, better be in tune with the moonlight
Sun got us shady, yo Ran, we leaving soon right?

Right?
Yeah, Paint the Sky-y-y-y Blew
Break it down for ‘em

[Verse 3]
No justice no peace, no country for old beef
No love for hard work, but we celebrate a thief
Columbus still got a holiday - making me wonder
How something that was already inhabited gets discovered
Protesters aren’t rioters and aren't looters
Black men always get brought to justice when they're the shooter
Misdirected aggression destroying my own section
But what do I do when police ain't serving or protecting?
So many questions, but not a lot of solutions, make me ponder the words of Mr. Huey P. Newton
My fear is not of death, but of a death without meaning
I hit up my homie Z and we was in agreement
I can never condone violence, but
My people are sleeping with open eyelids, speaking volumes with your silence
It starts with me ’til the day that we’re equal
I say all lives matter, and power to the people

Power to the people