Runnin' On E
(专辑: 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?