[Verse 1]

They havin' a nigga like suspect one, fuck the dumb

I straight up dumped this bitch in the river after shootin' her with a gun

So um, life is too short, give me a Newport

Even though I don't smoke, I have to feel my luck show

Because, I think they gonna try to hit me with that fro

But yeah, I can give two fucks about the po-po if they kill me

We goin' out fightin', I gives a fuck

And if they try to strap me to a chair, don't think I will run

Punks, dyin' is hard, so I'ma die hard

Livin' a life, I'm robbin' and stealin', I'm doin' a fuckin killin'

You never had a life like me

I never went to school, but shootin' craps, learning numbеrs at the age three

But I was just stuck in this environmеnt, I filled at applications

Guess what? No one hired me (Like dat)

So I'ma go insane on your niggas and your punk bitches

Who's tryna get me for my riches

I need a job, but you won't give me one

So I decided to rob and started havin' fun

And then I dip-dip-dabba, I had to fuckin grab a

Purse from this old bitch, I knew there was a snitch close around

So I just had to go for what I knew

And what I knew was just to grab the purse and be out, fool

Ooh, there goes the po-po, I backtracked my friend

Listenin' to this old heffa bitch holla and yell

(Police, please) That's what she screamed

But listen to the sounds of the pops from my .9 milli

I couldn't help myself

My finger was planted onto the trigga

I figure, whoever I rob should be a victim of a 187, mo murder

She wasn't shit, so why should she go to heaven?

Whatever, who cares now?

I'd suspect one, I got a gunnin' from the coppers on the run

But nowhere to go, I'm trapped surrounded by the void

But I'm a sick nigga, so I still jet, I'm gone

I'll be on that ass, undertook her out of the house

Even though I'm big, I had to turn into a mouse

So I just fell asleep, I woke up early in the morning

7:30 A.M., my nigga started yawnin'

But I was real safe, I made it through the run

A murderer on the run, but now my face is on the wall

Suspect one

[Chorus]

Damn, they got a nigga on the run

State penn is where I'm headed, lifetime for having fun

Damn, they got a nigga on the run

The reason that I kill, that's real, because I feel redrum

It was so fun, it was so fun

State penn is where I'm headed, lifetime for having fun

Damn, they got a nigga on the run

The reason that I kill, that's real, because I feel redrum

[Verse 2]

Now see, I'm all kinda cut up, a nigga got a facelift

I bit off my fingertips, so there won't be no fingerprints

But now I see my face is on the fuckin walls

Old school picture, I got a new look

This nigga never been booked before

So I'm havin' to play a role

My ID said Dola Mike, gray hair, 65 years old

And of course, I'm havin' to buy a cane

I'm havin' to pimp ass walk with a gangsta mack trail

And no one knew me from diddy

It was a new muthafucka in the Oakland city

My body was young, my face was old, but check

And damn, I think I fucked around and slipped

They see me runnin' from the po-po, hittin' fences and trees and shit

You cool? Of course, I made it safe

Just like the fuckin old days, went back to the spot to sack some yay

Hey, I clicked on the 2

America's most wanted on the TV, 8 o'clock on Channel 2

Ooh, but I didn't trip, I kept sackin' my yay

Not trippin' off, I'm showin' my face

But hey, they had to fuck around

And came up with my old school picture somehow

It's just plainly sittin' up on the TV

I'm kinda nervous, cause I know the whole world sees me

But I'm cool, I'm not actin' suspicious

Kept sackin' up some yay and had some cookin' in my kitchen

Dimension, I also had a closet full of weapons

Big weapons, the kinda weapons cave your fuckin chest in

I win, cause I'm a damn fugitive

And the only way to live is to kill at will, feel

(That's how it is, that's how it's done)

Still on the run, continue next tape, part 2, suspect one

[Chorus]

They got a nigga on the run

State penn is where I'm headed, lifetime for havin' fun

Damn, they got a nigga on the run

Doin' the type of shit to make a grip like a pimp with ten thou

It was a fun, it was a fun

State penn is where I'm headed, lifetime for havin' fun

Damn, they got a nigga on the run

Puttin' a barrel to your head, pullin' the trigga of a gun

It was so fun, it was so fun

Doin' the type of shit to make a grip like a pimp with ten thou