"Straight Outta Letzrun"
You are now about to witness the strength of running knowledge
[Verse One: Rojo]
Straight outta Doha, crazy racer named Rojo
From the gang called Paula Pacers With Attitudes
When my pace is off, I take my GPS off
Squeeze the trigger, and hobbyjoggers are hauled off
You too, jogger, if ya run with me
The IAAF are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo Sketchers, that's how I'm runnin out
For the punk hobbyjoggers that's showin out
Runners start to run 57s, they wanna rumble
Pass em and lap em on a track like Rieti
Goin off on a fartleker like that
with a timing gun that's pointed at yo azz
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a gobble gobble move
Here's a world record rap to keep yo runnin
with a calculator like ventolin^3
EPO is the tool
Don't make me act the hobbyjoggin fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin runnerz out tha track, daily
yo weekly, monthly and yearly
until them dumb hobbyjoggers see clearly
that I'm down with the capital L-R-C
Boy you can't run with me
So when I run your neighborhood, you better destroy
Coz Rojo is crazy as Kemboi
As I tempo, believe I'm lean
but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Eugene
[Chorus:]
(City of Eugene, City of Eugene)
[Malmo] Yo Vent
[MC ventolin^3] Idiot!
[Malmo] Tell em where you run!
[Verse Two: Wejo]
Straight outta Eugene, another carbed up jogga
More runnaz I smoke, yo, my paycheck gets bigger
I'm a bad hobbyjogger and you know this
But the Gallowalkin azz runnaz don't show this
But I don't give a lap, I'ma growin the gap
If not from AlSal, from dopin the PEDs
Just like DQ-in, the definition is 'pacin'
And when illegally doped it's called 'racin'
Pass a hobbyjogger in a minute
I find a good piece o' track, I go run in it
So if you're at a thon in the front row
I'm a call you a Tergat or dirty-Junxia ho
You'll probably get mad like a ventolin^3 is supposed to
But that shows me, runna, you're lapped by
a crazy hobbyjogga from tha pavement
Another 5K cause I'm tearin up Gu
MC Vent controls the calculata
For any dumb hobbyjogga that starts slammin Ryan runna
Not the right shoe cause I'm the shoe itself
every time I pull my fanny pack off the shelf
My lap times are maximum and that's a law
R-U-N spells Run but I'm runnin my jaw
See, coz I'm the hobbyjoggin villain
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin
that's takin place without a shoe
And once you're on the EPO, your compression sock is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
but a nigga like ventolin^3 is on a calculata tip
Straight outta Eugene...
[Chorus:]
(City of Eugene, City of Eugene)
[Orville Atkins] Malmo is his name and the boy is comin...
[Verse Three: Malmo]
...straight outta Eugene
is a runna that'll outsprint yo' mother
and make Dibaba think I love her
Dangerous hobbyjogger loves Bekele
And if I ever get passed I make way
See, I don't give a gobble gobble, that's the problem
I see a marathonin cheat I don't smoke him
But I'm smart, run slow, creep a while
And when I see Kip pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a runna cheatin
but don't know where in Rieti he's going, just rollin
lookin for the one they call eHarmony
But here's a flash, they never beer mile me
Shoeless! Never seen like a jamin in his parentz basement dark
except when I go all Komen, see I'll get over race hesitatin
and hear the scream of the one who got the last 57 lap racin
Give a little burst of speed and I'm jettin
But leave a world record no one'll be forgettin
So what about the Jeptoo who got doped? Race her!
You think I give a tip jar about a fast ho? I ain't no Dennis Kimetto!
This is the autobiography of the M, and if you ever run with me
You'll get passed by a fast doped racer who will conquer
word to the hobbyjogga, straight outta Eugene
[Chorus:]
(City of Eugene, City of Eugene)
(Damn that Hasay was dope!)