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On The Run - Kool G Rap
I got a job with the mob makin G's
Doin some pickups deliveries and transportin keys
Yeah they got me like a flunkie
I'm ridin around with ten kilos inside my trunk G
And I'm holdin the suitcase
With a half a million dollars right in my motherf**kin face
And I'm tryin to ignore it
But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherf**kin run for it
The thought alone makes me shiver damn
What if I get caught They'll find me floatin in the Hudson river
But if I escape I'll be in shape for my life
But they might get my kid and my wife
See I'm supposed to make a stop
To an Uptown spot run up the block and make another drop
But I got somethin else in mind
Cause I'm sick of puttin my motherf**kin a** on the line
I got the money and the hit
Went through the Brook nonstop cause
I ain't droppin off sh*t
Then I thought of a plan
So I droves to my house and got my girl and my little man
C'mon b**ch pack the sh*t get ready
"God damn why your face all sweaty "
Just hurry up and get the sh*t
I'm a dead man b**ch understand we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin like I was goin on a motherf**kin world tour
Grabbed my bags and my gun
C'mon we gotta go I'm on the motherf**kin run
Now I'm drivin and I'm lookin at my passport
I'm outta here soon as my a** hit the airport
I loaded up the automatic
I don't believe this sh*t I'm stuck in motherf**kin traffic
I'm gettin nervous as a f**k see
A Lincoln Continental pullin right up beside me
Puts down my b**ch and then I bent low
Bullets are flying through my window
The enemy is on attack
Drew the nine and cocked the hammer
And I fired at the b**ches back
I gotta take my respect
My bullets hittin italian motherf**kers in the neck
Looked at my b**ch a bullet struck her
Put in another clip cause I ain't givin up a motherf**ker
Niggaz runnin up in trenches
Sprayin at my car only missin me by f**kin inches
Stepped on the gas pedal how bad my b**ch is harmed
Sh*t they only hit her in the f**kin arm
Now I'm drivin off sidewalks makin sharp turns
My son is catchin motherf**kin heartburns
I got the car shakin wildly
I made a turn and then I dipped my sh*t into a dark alley
They drove right past now all this chasin sh*t is done
I'm on the motherf**kin run
The next thing I know it was daylight
And I been sleepin in this motherf**ker all night
I started pullin on my hoe
"C'mon man what " Wake up b**ch we gotta go
Pulled out the alley then I dipped
Looked down and picked up the nine and put more rounds in the clip
You know I'm headin South no doubt
And I don't give a f**k where as long it's a hideout
Finally we crossed the border I pulled into a station
To fill up the tank and get a drink of water
Pullin over to park my ride
That's when I noticed this limousine comin up on my left side
Then the sucker started rammin me
Then I looked it was the Luciano family
Looked at my b**ch she started cryin my finger on the trigger
I pulled it -- bullets started flyin
Now I'm hittin all them bastards
I'm droppin em fast splashin blood out niggaz asses
Then I'm finally done and
I took em all out but I caught one in the stomach
Now I'm lookin for survivors
So I ran up on the side of the car and hit the driver
And then I laid low
The only motherf**ker left was Don Luciano
So I snuck up the sucker
Put my gun to his head "Whassup now motherf**ker "
He said "Wait I want to talk"
I put his brains on the sidewalk
Another life I had to waste
He fell on his back and then I spit right in his guinea face
He saw the barrel of the devil's gun
Now I'm no longer on the motherf**kin run
