And you run And you hide There's a fire In your eyes And I say life Is like a long road With open arms We walk this long road Precious little angel
emotions run deep as ocean's explodin Tempers flarin from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin Not takin nothin from no one give 'em hell long as
', talkin' like, "Who want it?" Thug and crook; every drug in the book I've done it My 9's at your frame,is that your chain? Run it Who wants to die of
aint got the heart to get at me I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun You know the kid
niggas, then they need me See me I'm number one, I'm loadin up my gun I catch ya if you done, you pussy nigga run [Chorus] When you cross me, I'm so
never looked back--I want to never return If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn But I keep this horse at a run Keep my hand to my gun My
you This is a blackmarket reformation How does it feel to be under the under the gun Last ones to laugh pull the trigger, here on the run You can hide
[Chorus] Sometimes I wanna get away from all the confusion Causin' pollution I know you wish you could run away from this institution Cause there's
front off the jerry d.a. and ya . I represent street niggas, carry heat niggas. Wants to keep niggas. ain’t nothing but these sweet niggas. I stay tooken. gun
pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on I knock em out, cause I don’t like to fight long Remember me lefty gun up in my
bitch got up and left with another man (Saaay what!?, wha is you talkin bout?) Theres nothin to talk about (see), you just a walk about I light a long
Oh! we come to give you that Operating like we be official Yeah! we come to mutiply And were planning a scheme for the long win Yeah!our shit be always
shit that we built Aint it funny how shit transpire in fact Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash, house was at Some niggas tried to run
talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run? Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
the back seat and smash beats Smoke blunts through ya lungs and flips ya brain cells like athletes Run a track meet, the rhymes on ya rap sheet With the foot long
like the dog love I got my dog love, got my dog love baby (There's no love, it's dog love) [DMX] I run with shorty, pass off the gun to shorty Do whatever
piss on emcees Niggas want it with me, who I be? The one that got you ready to run The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun Whats the outcome, another
[DMX] Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down When in doubt, however
