[Intro: Masked Avenger movie sample]
"'Where you going? Aren't you scared we'll get you?'
"Look for me all you want—you're not gonna find me though"
[Verse 1]
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night
At the drug site, we hung tight
Three o'clock in the night, ounces of blow, dirty kicks
Money gets low in the street, yo
Tough times, nickels that's bigger than dimes
You know the flavor, roughneck city
Ain't nothin' sweet, kid, ain't nothin' pretty
New York be poppin' the cork on crim,e look at the nine
Summertime in the courthouse, "Aw shit, it wasn't mine"
Two-to-four, three-to-nine, Benetton'd it what
We all ran, fuck grams, you outta luck
Young bucks carrying gats, stay strapped for what
We all safe from the po-lig, nobody bust
"Freeze!", we in the breeze with the blunts
Nobody drop the trees or they fronts
Meet up on the roof, look off the front, play low
Watch out for po'-po', that's how it go
Three in the whip, we not that legit though, run for the gusto
Peep Marcel and Brown comin' around, dippin' the logo
Run if you ever got somethin' on you, son
You best to run, be off the set
Jet, bounce from the projects, season of the vic'
Weed in your piss and parole gots ta have it
Slide like a rabbit, move quick, this is it
Hang, jump from the fire escape, I made it
Drop the clip, fingerprints all on it
Aw, fuck those bullets, I'm losin' my pants
I advance my speed, succeed in my travel
Dance on 'em in a fucked up whip
Make my heart skip, caught up in the drug traffic
I absconded, surrounded by the outfit
120th tried to knock my whole clique
Run! These black boys that take none
Don't cop out to shit, take the three-to-six
And you add that shit
[Chorus]
Run! If you ever pack a nice sized gun
Run! If you sell drugs 'til you're don
Run! Be the fuck out! Word to God, run hard
[Verse 2]
Between two cars we park, pepper got sparked
In the dark, heads scramble at the six-ooh
Spies lookin' at you, one-two-oh lookin' too
"How you roll? What you stole?"
Let me see" – you go "Nah, fuck you
If you wasn't a cop I might bust you, I don't trust you"
Coppers lust over my crew, forget a curfew
We gather in the plaza to jerk through
360 with the crime wave, modern day slave
Reversal on appeal, it's not real, plant that
As a matter of fact, we crackin' down, us against Brown
Run fast like you ran track
Never look back, push the Ac' on the sidewalk
Crash, toss the heat and tear ass
Zig-zag 'til you reach your stash—run!
If you sell drugs 'til you're done—run!
Be the fuck out! Word to God, run hard
[Verse 3]
Me and the God back to back, one-eight-five with the .45
Survive that shit, you took case, even though I remember your face
Even though we seen you rollin' near Bowling and Green, kid
This cream'll get you robbed, knocked if you don't run
Don't grab my jacket, dunn, get the fuck off, break North or go to jail
Word life is trife, on the block it's too hot
You got my man shot, nigga—run!
We whylin' on Staten Island, it's one thing bein' in the bing
And not smilin' on the gate, it's too late
Fate held you over, jakes runnin' for snakes
The white Rover with the plates burn down G Street
Comin' from out of state, see me in the driver's seat
Coolin' without the ID, it's not me
That belongs to the God, D-I-V-I-N-E
[Chorus]
Run! If you sell drugs 'til they don
Run! If you ever pack a nice-sized gun
Run! If you wanna still have fun
Run! Be the fuck out! Word to God, run hard, motherfucker
[Outro]
Run, motherfucker, run