fugitive

Like an antelope
I am always on the run
From the jungle street
To the crooked gethos
Running and fighting
Saving the life I live
I am a fugitive
Being wanted the most
Just because of my goodness
They want to name me with a guilt
Trial me and send me to jail
But I can see them
From where I stand
And I know my Lord
Who promised never to let me down
Shall always keep me around
And I shall always be running
Because I am a fugitive