You better run, you better run But the one thing that I ask That you live without reserve That you find out what you need You sure it's you deserve You better run
become a suspect better hit the light better know that i'ma come and i'ma run them off you know it ain't a secret bitch you fucking with a boss bring me
me in harmony, I try peace. Eternally bless my soul, Lord, and everybody that rides with me: it's from me to you. It's from me to you [me to you
can see If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me Bitin' on me, why you want me to show a nigga leatherface in me Don't fuck around nigga he's a
Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone Ringaling, ah ling me alone (Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone Ringaling, ah ling me alone (Leave me
is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down Me
't be bucking on my Bone When someone's home and never play to me And pray to me, can't play with me so label me a runaway slave And "Cest la vie", murda
yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come Dave taught me
butt When the Doc comes, she won't wipe it up Dat bitch, that'll whip a car better than me Yo, dat bitch, splittin' cigars better than me Dat bitch,
more loot Time to throw back on the army suits and Timberland boots Blast at the niggaz from the East New York scene I got my man C with me from Fort
Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors Let me get the rope and hang 'em 'till their fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me
come in all shapes sizes and colors Let me get the rope and hang 'em 'till their fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me
seats of truck So who the fuck want me to press on they luck, bastard they son When gats start to hum and whole crowds begin to run Anhilation, destroyin
trifle, Henny has made me in waitin' they gon' lock me up under the basement I'm a one man army, marine and navy you done made me angry I'm crazy, insane
Starite City gettin busy To the Hook, to the East, to the Stuy Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy My Flatbush posse, generals of armies When it's time to form, just call me
this here, Pimp C We fuckin wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin down, baby" "My mic is loud and my production is tight" - [Big L] "We run shit!" "I ain't
thirst never left me I just had to find it Hazardous is chemical no MC identical [Chorus x2] [Mad Child] Exert energy, hurt enemy Love run raw through the veins of my army Nothin feel better
, that's Killah Priest I dedicate this one for the thugs on the streets America, you know for the poor, we moan and me weep That's me, come on!) Cat gotta
