Run (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Psst Yo (Yo) Yo, yo (Yo, it's 5-0) Yo, we gotta run [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Ayy, yo, I jumped from the eighth floor step, hit the ground The pound fell, cops is coming Runnin' through them pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin' Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summons So I stopped at the second floor, ran across, cracks is fallin' My pockets is mean, clean when I vanished off Took off, made track look easy The walkie talkies them DT's had, black, they was rated PG Run, I will not give up (No) Quick, flag the car down (Yo, yo, yo) Take me to— "Ghost, here they come now" Err, peel off quick Back up, hit the bitch Dog, turn down Hill, light the Marley spliff (Run) I will not get bagged on the rock (Run) I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops (Run) They amp shit, plant shit, destroy evidence Fuck a case, I'm not comin' home when I'm fifty-six (No) Die with the heart of Scarface, it take fifty licks Before I let these crackers throw me in the shit Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, threw the bird Hop curb, swerve or get swerved These cocksuckers got nerve Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word That I told the chief on Rich Port, "I don't wanna merge" [Verse 2: Raekwon] I skated through the back of the building, hit the steps up Ran up in Kay crib, lay daddy rest I had to break free Police on me and they FB's Yelling, "I think his name Lex, that's his aunt, freeze" That's when I hit the window, Indo' coming out the back room Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me Plus the Gucci frames fell, that's six-fifty Stop back at suite, then leap the fence, slid through my man garden Yelled out, "Pardon", kept it moving, peace Bill be gone, ain't no honor amongst thieves Please, plus they heard I'm getting parmesan cheese And I won't stop moving 'til the metal dig me Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, y'all need me That's when it is what it is, if it's that or the gun But in the ill gangsters' book, what them niggas do is [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run, if you sell drugs in the school zone Run, if you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns They givin' out life like by the tons Run, if you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like 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 [Interlude: Jadakiss & Ghostface Killah] Ah-hah I might gotta take my shirt off (Yeah, kid) I liked that one (Uh-huh, go in, go in) Yeah, uh [Verse 3: Jadakiss & Ghostface Killah] It's Task Force Tuesday, the narcs is in the black car (Uh) I got five hundred hundred-packs in my backyard (Uh-huh) Clear twelve-twelve that look like stuff shells I'm cuttin' niggas' throats on the sales while they puff L's (Wow) Don't leave nothin' unbagged, shave everything I learned from the OG's to save everything (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 like I got gears on me (Run) Besides that, I got about five years on me (Run) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run) My Timbs start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up and my pants too If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets than jail where I die at And I'm asthmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at But they too close, and I got this new toast Imagine if I would have let off a shot or two You know what I gotta do [Verse 4: Freeway] Free hold East Coast whole, Boston to Philly down Down to Delaware, y'all really toting the milli' 'round I'll bring the milli' to your house I was just down South Carolina, had the milli' down there Myrtle Beach, had the heater in reach and four freaks Some hooters, I made 'em lose it when they heard Freedom of Speech Told them freaks that I gotta run, I'm on the run But they tried to make me stay, they showed me two hooters a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like a race, cops chase me, I'm chasing the moon But before I left the premise, saw two more bitches They told me they was witches, told me hop on they broom (Okay) I did (Okay), and then we went zoom Don't you know them witches got me outtie wit the quickness? I'm buggin', I'm trippin', in reality, I'm skitzin' The cops got me trapped in the alley with the Smith and (Gang) [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run, if you sell drugs in the school zone Run, if you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns They givin' out life like by the tons Run, if you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like 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 (Motherfucker) [Interlude: Lil Wayne] D-Boy, yeah, yeah Birdman Junior in your building, people I'ma let you know how it go down on my side of the mountain, whoadie (Yeah) [Verse 5: Lil Wayne] Ayy, it's jump out Thursday, you heard me? And the drought been effective since 9/11 I'm on the avenue with nines, elevens, I'm a two-time felon That's why I keep the top up on my 911, peelin' In New Orleans, they got no RICO law So I keep that heat in the car But they don't know I got that 'dro in the seat of the car But it's hot right now, so you can see me tomorrow Ayy, Ghostface, them youngins on the block duckin' blue and red lights While your boy bypassing fed life But if them cock suckers ever get me, dead right Three hots in the cot, swallow weed and a knife, right? I speed at night, take it easy in the day Go hard wit the dope, take it easy wit the yay Yup, Lil' Weezy, I get my loot up But if the pull up come, I say, my crew run, run, run [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run, if you sell drugs in the school zone Run, if you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run, fuck that, run, cops got guns They givin' out life like by the tons Run, if you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like 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 [Outro: Ghostface Killah] Motherfucker-ker-ker-ker