Runnin' On E

(album: Until The End Of Time (Disc Two) - 2001)

[2Pac (Hussein Fatal):]
(Mr. If you a bad boy)
Yo, what's up
The police coming on, oh shit! Get out of there.
Fatal, Outlawz I wanna up out this motherfucker
Gon' pass it
Ain't get me up but fuck that
This Outlaw nigga

[2Pac:]
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep

[Hussein Fatal:]
I focus my locus thought on the enemies
Sip off the Hennessy, it's necessary to finish me
I'm antisocial immortal, when it comes to the phone book
Jersey them niggas down, they won't broke 'em 'til it's time to smoke 'em
Hussein the terrorist
Dig they think I'm crazy and [?]
And as we speak they trying to find me a therapist
Rapid fire I clap and hire 'til you die a liar
Strap in the city corners dropping on to spin the tires
My man define ya 357 anaconda
This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama
Military camaraderie, outlaw 'til they body me
Havoc I gotta have it steady blasting at Prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep, you try to bust me 'til death
And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh
You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered
Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted

[2Pac:]
Now ever since momma got fucked and papa ducked out
Look at us, murderous thugs showing less love in the drug house
Similar to savages, it's a wonder we manage
Bring chaos causing damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release
Criminal orders across the waters bringing the war to the streets
Why fear me, fear the shit I speak
Once this shit drop it's heard on every fucking street
Like the sound of police
Who run the streets really?
In every hood legends grow
From the hustlaz up at Harlem to shot callers in O'
And though, Congress, don't want us to progress, we strapped
My homie buried at an early age hustled to death
His last breath, a lesson I possess like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it moving

Hey where that nigga

[Yaki Kadafi:]
Halfway thugs don't budge when we stalk the streets
Sort of like [?] and narcotics when they walk the beat
You speak the beef pussy draw down and drop it
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket
Getting mines with nine cocked extorting
Blocks pop with 22's in my socks with the butt hanging out the chocolate
You never seen time I travel across dream crime
My rolls like a million dollar bills folded with green slime
With my foes erased drink my Henney straight no chasing
Catch my body like Haitian 5 minutes from the station

[Young Noble:]
Hit the hole like Allen Iverson with confidence
No finger prints don't mean no evidence or proof the I was present
At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed
After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed
Money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it
Bust a cap and freak with, bowing on your knees shit
The Glock to your head nigga, don't make no something action
Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, dump fucking backwards
Little homies putting work for stripes
But is it worth your life and g-rides running red lights
I wish somebody would have t old me then
Since I'm an outlaw like Napoleon ain't no cell they can hold me in
Or cage me in, crazy like Arabians
Hold this spot like them niggas on Fabian
Having the fiend page me (page me)
When they want the product, nigga I got to smoke
Got this weed and the coke what you need what you want
What you working with? I'm on some immortal shit
Outlawz we straight hurting shit, use artillery to murder with
Put on the block gangsta party and like 'Pac
Life's hard from the ox me and my niggas on top (party)

[2Pac:]
I know the law hate me dearly, coming for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas running on E
I know the law hate me dearly, coming for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas running on E
I know the law hate me dearly, they coming for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas running on E
I know the law hate me dearly, they coming for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas running on E

[Nuttso:]
With my Glock, quick to let it pop, fuck the law
Carry steel cause I live on the nigga side of the law
Riding foes 'cause I can't let hoes catch me slipping
Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hitting
Riding high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing
Burping and smurking got on enemies before I grave 'em
Ride 'em, look behind him, I see him, he slipped
Had to stop light in a slowly night, this motherfucking trick
Slide over so I can dump and put it in em
Damn, I guess this motherfucker know that I sent it
Hit the pedal now we high speeding
With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die speeding
Up the way I seen him slow down
Shit! I think I done bucked these hoes down
Caught them running on e it kind of funny to me
They know they was fucking with me but they dumb to see

[2Pac:]
Open up fire watch 'em expire when my shells split 'em
Plus all them trick niggas basically can go to hell with 'em
Fuck 'em they phony claiming they homies but they foes
Speaking on thug niggas daily, while we nailing they hoes
Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation
Words are known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation
A crooked thought, cops get bought, no longer caught
Out on bail, raised in hell, nigga fuck what you thought
Did you cry when my girl died?
Put out the hit, politic niggas worldwide, grabbing my dick
I'll never learn, take away the pain with sherm
Throwing gas on my enemies watching 'em burn
Kamikaze, I'm shooting up the casket take the body
Whip the corpse like a piñata and party
His last breath, a straight lesson I possess like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it moving
Running on E.
Stay thugged out keep it moving
Running on E

[2Pac talking:]
One time, one time for the niggas that stayed down for us
Running on E
Smif-n-Wessun the Cocoa Brovaz, Buckshot, BDI, running on E
The Bootcamp Click
What happened, that was it?