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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
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Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son roll!)
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Oh shit, yo, yo, run!
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
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The pound fell, cops is coming
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Runnin' through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
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Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summon
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So I, stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is fallin'
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My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished off
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Took off, made track look easy
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The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G
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Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down
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Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
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Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog
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Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff
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Run! I will not get bagged on the Rock
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Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
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Run! They am' shit, plan shit, destroy evidence
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Fuck a case, I'm not comin' home when I'm fifty six
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Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
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Before I let these crackers throw me and shit
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Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
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Curse, swerve to get served, these cock suckers got nerve
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Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word
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That I told the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge
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[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
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Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
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Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
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Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
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They givin' out life like bird tons
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Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
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That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
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So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
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When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
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Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka..
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[Interlude: Jadakiss (Ghostface Killah)]
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Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...)
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I like that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)
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[Jadakiss]
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Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
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I got fine hundred, hundred packs in my backyard
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Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuff shells
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I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sails, while they puff L's
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Don't leave nothin' un-bagged, shave everything
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I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything)
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They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
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They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
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Then I can get rid of the pack
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But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that
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Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me
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(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
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(Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me
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(Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me
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(Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway
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My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
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Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too
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If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
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Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
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And I'm asthmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
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But they too close, and I got this new toast
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'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do
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[Chorus]
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[Interlude: Comp]
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Yeah... yes! Yes!
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Comp, Chocolate City! (Whoo!)
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[Comp]
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They got me runnin' and I weigh about three hundred
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Drawers stuck in my ass, gun under my stomach
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And I don't even know why they chasin' me for
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Cuz I'm dirty like the corner in the bathroom floor
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So I run through the alley, when I come through the block
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Runnin' so fast, you would think I'm chasin' the cops
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Right in broad daylight, in the middle of winter
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I can't go to jail, my mother cookin' chicken for dinner, damn!
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The Board of the City, Police Department
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Try'nna put me in that bunk bed caged apartment
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But I won't let 'em, you gon' have to catch him
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All I heard was "Freeze!" and "God damn it! Get him!"
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I duck and dodge, I sprint and flee
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They got canines and I don't need that sent on me
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Body on the burner, I don't need that pit on me
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But I'll be damned if a cop Rodney King me, Comp!
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[Chorus]
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