Paroles On the run Kool G. Rap & Dj Polo

On the run

I got a job with the mob, makin gs
Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys
Yeah they got me like a flunkie
Im ridin around with ten kilos inside my trunk g
And Im holdin the suitcase
With a half a million dollars right in my motherfuckin face
And Im tryin to ignore it
But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherfuckin run for it
The thought alone makes me shiver, damn
What if I get caught? theyll find me floatin in the hudson river
But if I escape, Ill be in shape for my life
But they might, get my kid and my wife
See Im 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 Im sick of puttin my motherfuckin ass on the line
I got the money and the hit
Went through the brook nonstop cause I aint droppin off shit
Then I thought of a plan
So I droves to my house and got my girl and my little man
Cmon bitch, pack the shit, get ready
God damn why your face all sweaty?
Just hurry up and get the shit
Im a dead man bitch, understand, we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin like I was goin on a motherfuckin world tour
Grabbed my bags and my gun
Cmon we gotta go... Im on the motherfuckin run

Now Im drivin and Im lookin at my passport
Im outta here soon as my ass hit the airport
I loaded up the automatic
I dont believe this shit, Im stuck in motherfuckin traffic
Im gettin nervous as a fuck see
A lincoln continental pullin right up beside me
Puts down my bitch and then I bent low
*gunfire, breaking glass* bullets are flying through my window
The enemy is on attack
Drew the nine and cocked the hammer and I fired at the bitches back
I gotta take my respect
My bullets hittin italian motherfuckers in the neck
Looked at my bitch a bullet struck her
Put in another clip, cause I aint givin up a motherfucker
Niggaz runnin up in trenches
Sprayin at my car, only missin me by fuckin inches
Stepped on the gas pedal, how bad my bitch is harmed?
Shit they only hit her in the fuckin arm
Now Im drivin off sidewalks, makin sharp turns
My son is catchin motherfuckin heartburns
I got the car shakin wildly
I made a turn, and then I dipped my shit into a dark alley
They drove right past, now all this chasin shit is done
Im on the motherfuckin run

The next thing I know, it was daylight
And I been sleepin in this motherfucker all night
I started pullin on my hoe
Cmon man what? wake up bitch, 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 Im headin south no doubt
And I dont give a fuck where, as long its 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
Thats 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 bitch she started cryin, my finger on the trigger
I pulled it -- bullets started flyin
Now Im hittin all them bastards
Im droppin em fast, splashin blood out niggaz asses
Then Im finally done and
I took em all out, but I caught one in the stomach
Now Im lookin for survivors
So I ran up on the side of the car, and hit the driver
And then I laid low
The only motherfucker left was don luciano
So I snuck up the sucker
Put my gun to his head, whassup now motherfucker?
He said, wait, I want to talk
*five gunshots* 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 devils gun
Now Im no longer on the motherfuckin run