I've let you slip away The time has come for more This time i make you stay Run I'm on the run Run I'm on the run So many times before I've let you
Übersetzung: Aufruhr. Ich bin On The Run.
before I've let you slip away The time has come for more This time i make you stay Run I'm on the run Run I'm on the run So many times before I've let
plottin on me I'm 10 steps aheada ya Black 40 calibur I'll putta infer-red on ya Nigga I'm special You mad cause you regular Man I don't want yo bitch
I jumped out with the Ruger rapid fire I had you on the run like Omar on the wire I'm the only rapper you know that stay on the run I'm the only rapper
I'm bustin on you punk ass niggaz *automatic gunfire* Run nigga run! *gunfire* I'm on yo' ass nigga! *gunfire continues* Run nigga, duck and hide! Nigga I
me in the ocean and see if I float I'm causing a commotion on a sinking boat And you You come undone One by one Let's start a riot There's trouble in
ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work For all of my days that I run this earth I'ma make it count
it So I'm trapped up against the wall Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me Tryin' ah catch me up in that robbery Put they mob on me and do ah job on
up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n, And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet I get plots on the riot riot bang That's way ya get em' man, get
you want a little soul ? I could not help myself, I could not help myself, I could not help ! Help ! Help ! I?m dyin? ! I?m dyin? ! I?m dyin? ! I?m die
niggaz up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds
4X) I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you I will shit
I be on vacation, Virgin Island I be taking Private planes out to Spain, I keep on flying I ain't faking The money ain't a thang, think I'm lying, you
bag munchin on tha shit bit by bit clip by clip and every block by block is brick on brick I got knots on knots Cause I got things that'll pop yo top
late She said I can't take this place I'm leaving it behind Well she said I can't take this town I'm leaving you tonight
now I (Say hello to my little friend) [Verse 2 - Bun B:] ....... [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] I got 60 racks laying on the floor in magic city Like Samuel L Jackson I
