On The Run

(الألبوم: Amerikaz Nightmare - 2004)

[Havoc]
You know my weapons conventional, blow a hole, then you folding
You be the death of you, every dude, last view will be arial
Put the Range on off road, the woods to bury you
Never question my M.O., or the ammo I carry, a state
Crime or federal, task force to battle you
Faggots, know what the lead'll do, put ya vest on daddy
Them slugs will burn like verenial, off top to carry you
Dirty laundry, we airing you, respect my gangsta, and shotty
You little raps don't grab me, the truth'll hurt for they addy
They drink the drink and rade the pain, to build some courage to clap me
Give a fuck if it's telling you, more the merry, I'm marry to guns
Muthafucka, polygamy, nigga, they vary
Being need of some medical, living life as vegetable
Take that, think about it and don't try nothing fancy
Make a move and I'll level you, like a bomb with atomic forces
Niggaz betta pray and kiss they crosses
Holy water to bless you, them slugs will tear your tissue
And clog the fuck outta a vessel, and got you seeing me crystal
Niggaz sweating in they sleep, I got them sleeping with pistols
I'm the dope, you the fiend, fucking right, I'm fiction

[Chorus 2X: Havoc]
Shot a nigga from fronting, I'm on the run now
Nigga try to fuck with my hustle, I'm on the run now
Used to getting paper, I'm touching, I'm on the run now
Life is so good, nigga, push me, I'm on the run now

[Prodigy]
Nigga be ducking and sliding, cuz they know we providing
All the shots for they night, they on us, we got it
It's on us, you can put ya money back ya pocket
Keep ya chains and ya watches, this is deeper than robbing
I want your soul muthafucka, see you deep in some shit
Now you catching and shifts, and now I'm ready to flip
Without a thought, now we up in the whips
We pay our own music, yeah, yo, we all on our dicks
Got these bitches nose open, they be breezing and fiending
Got her shooting at people, mad cuz they do leave them
They can't believe it, now my car change with the seasons
When the spring, summer, fall, the truck dropping the t-rex
I be boating and flying, strapped in when I'm driving
Be on the side walking off, we truly be wilding
They got billions behind 'em, still can't fuck with our rhyming
And these songs overpower, where shit they fronting

[Chorus 2X]