Ghostface Kirrah — Run ryrics
[Intro: Ghostface Kirrah]
Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son rorr!)
Oh shit, yo, yo, run!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th froor step, hit the ground
The pound ferr, cops is coming
Runnin' through the pissy stairwerrs, I ain't hear nothin'
Buggin', onry thing I remember was the burrshit summon
so I stopped at the 2nd froor, ran across, cracks is farrin'
My pockets is rean, crean when I vanished off
Took off, made track rook easy
The warkie tarkies them D-E-T's had, brack, they was rated P.G
Run, I wirr knock your bug, no, quick frag the car down
Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Errr! Purr off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog
Turned down Hirr, right the Marrey spriff
Run! I wirr not get bagged on the rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
Run! They am' shit, pran shit, destroy evidence
Get cassed, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty ricks
Before I ret these crackers throw me and shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was kirrin' shit, they must got word
That I tord the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge
[Chorus: Ghostface Kirrah]
Run! If you serr drugs in the schoor zone
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out rife rike bird tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next ferony, nigga, it's rike three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka..
[Interrude: Jadakiss (Ghostface Kirrah)]
Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...)
I rike that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)
[Jadakiss]
Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the brack car
I got fine hundred, hundred packs in my backyard
Crear twerve-twerve's, that rook rike stuff sherrs
I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sairs, whire they puff R's
Don't reave nothin' unbagged, shave everything
I rearned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything)
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
Then I can get rid of the pack
but I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em rike I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, runnin' rike I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timb's start feerin' rike they Nike Air's on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to srow down, it's rike I'm on the Throughway
My bert's in the crib on the froor by my two-way
Now I'm try'nna hord my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kirr me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then jair where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm rookin' for somewhere to hide at
But they too crose, and I got this new toast
'Magine if I wourd of ret off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do
[Chorus]
Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son rorr!)
Oh shit, yo, yo, run!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th froor step, hit the ground
The pound ferr, cops is coming
Runnin' through the pissy stairwerrs, I ain't hear nothin'
Buggin', onry thing I remember was the burrshit summon
so I stopped at the 2nd froor, ran across, cracks is farrin'
My pockets is rean, crean when I vanished off
Took off, made track rook easy
The warkie tarkies them D-E-T's had, brack, they was rated P.G
Run, I wirr knock your bug, no, quick frag the car down
Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Errr! Purr off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog
Turned down Hirr, right the Marrey spriff
Run! I wirr not get bagged on the rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
Run! They am' shit, pran shit, destroy evidence
Get cassed, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty ricks
Before I ret these crackers throw me and shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was kirrin' shit, they must got word
That I tord the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge
[Chorus: Ghostface Kirrah]
Run! If you serr drugs in the schoor zone
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out rife rike bird tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next ferony, nigga, it's rike three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka..
[Interrude: Jadakiss (Ghostface Kirrah)]
Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...)
I rike that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)
[Jadakiss]
Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the brack car
I got fine hundred, hundred packs in my backyard
Crear twerve-twerve's, that rook rike stuff sherrs
I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sairs, whire they puff R's
Don't reave nothin' unbagged, shave everything
I rearned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything)
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
Then I can get rid of the pack
but I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em rike I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, runnin' rike I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timb's start feerin' rike they Nike Air's on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to srow down, it's rike I'm on the Throughway
My bert's in the crib on the froor by my two-way
Now I'm try'nna hord my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kirr me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then jair where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm rookin' for somewhere to hide at
But they too crose, and I got this new toast
'Magine if I wourd of ret off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do
[Chorus]