coming now Run, run for your life, RUN!! Run, run, run for your life, Run, run, run, run for your life Run, run, run, RUN!!!!
Capeezy, Mr. Get It Fast It be cheesy, deuce better 'fore they crash I'm thug life baby, I ain't gotta wear a mask Just run up in your do', and hit you
a kite, from your child and your wife Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up Stay down on your knees, cause this life is hard I know you
But guess this is your final warning And boy we don't care who your callin Nothing can save you know Shotta youts will run up in your apartment So you
trunk of the Chevy There go another victim of a one-eight-seven Who's the grim reaper wit'cha life in his hand Even the toughest niggaz run when my gun
stick and move, when I'm behind the wheel of that new Escalade with the Foreman grill The way I, peel back niggaz jerseys It ain't your life, I'm just
I peep a sleeper then I'm the grim reaper In to the bottomless pit they keep plungin Down with the other clowns deep in my dungeon And homie if I harm ya its for your
you started But guess this is your final warning And boy, we don't care who you calling Nothing can save you now Shotta youts will run up in your apartment
party there's a full moon in the sky It's the hour of the wolf and I don't wanna die I'm so happy dance around the grim reaper Cuts, cuts, cuts, but
me cause the source had to flicker me Not at all tops the shame, no external, no blood stains Sharp objects to pierce the brain I got enough dope for your
I must get cross Put your right on your back take it to the source No doubt I'm stuck and I can't get out Of this lifestyle the 41st side get bent run
for the strong armrobbery Me and my gun close, thats comradery Cold blood run through my vains, fuck yall i know thugs, that'll run through ya game
your own life And I know, I know, I know that ain't right But let me tell you somethin it gets deeper than that I'm lookin for where the Grim Reaper
on your ass bitch This little short young niggas in them caskets You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe Better run by Koopsta
'll get a few years for the things I've done I'll never see the sunrise no more what the hell I'm gotta keep on Fighting for my sanity and for family And for my baby, oh for
is on I pop the clip up in my chrome millimeter The Grim Reaper, keep my heater in my shoulder [Incomprehensible] soldiers at the hideout Righteous black gorillaz 'bout to ride out, to put the smash down Run
