snuck ya, I struck ya, you stupid mother I gotta come my name is Run and me and D we been appointed I'm ever so clever you never touch the anointed I'm
ya, I struck ya, you stupid mother.. [Run] I gotta come my name is Run and me and D we been appointed I'm ever so clever you never TOUCH the annointed I'm
Ladies are you with me? Yeah That sounds nice You know we love you Ice I'm a junkie for females and that's the fact I'm not into havin' my homeboys
Come on, come on Do this, ugh, come on, come on Time to get wreck and kick the So on and so on The I C E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the
the Americas most wanted I'm talkin' about Ice Cube, we always been cool And we will always be cool 'Cuz you my main man, an' yous a player To Eazy-E, NWA and the D.O.C
and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme But my lyrics are deeper Because I'm
t you let the late, great veteran live (I will not lose) "God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already The king is back, where my crown at? (Ill Will) Ill Will
muffles your voice Now when I'm swimmin' through the joint, I put the funk on hold 'Cause if you don't, you'll see the bubbles come up We run up a tab
my Benz and my Coupe Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group (now speed it up) Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme I'm givin up a dime,
wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga
-Prince will ethnic cleanse like Hitler used to do Bring on an interlude I'm comin' from a school Where if ah nigga mouth get out we aim tah hit at you Method subliminal I'm
Wayne] This a Big E beat, And I'm a cook this bitch like piggy meat Yeah, hehe You can get pork chopped, Young Money bitch Let the champagne cork pop, I will
' in the mix where it ain't safe at I'm on some foolishness shit with these rugers and shit I'm on some run in your house, bitch, you move and get hit
, buck that nigga Chase him to the roof, somebody cut that nigga Pushed 1100, one wheel up (c'mon Sheek) Lil' entrepeneur; shit, I'm already one deal up (D
(C'mon) All my niggas will die over dope money (Let's go) Bust your nine niggas, Side by side niggas (C'mon) We hit the ?wreek? of law, Run and hide
duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
we all in it for the long run I won't leave the studio until a song's done And ain't nothing really hard about getting my cash A big phat house with
