of better days Living on the run So they run! They wanna break out All they know is hate Living on the run, on the run So they run! They wanna break
, they jealous We got a banquet full of broads, they got a table full of fellas And they ain't spending no cake They should throw they hand in, 'cause they
be on other shit (yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right) Listened to the double disc (yeah) Now they all spit, like they
run, but ?????????????. B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 8 Pullin' yo' trigga on niggaz, 'cause nigga, they know they can't hang with tha Mo' Thug gang. Sonn as ya run
so nigga get ya army ready I got a nation of niggas ready to f**k up the enemy If i give em the order them nigga show me they warriors All ova we victorious
and I do it so smooth When I'm stalkin' gat foolz, walking jack moves Now all day run witta me shotgun, but I'm blinded so I jog And roll wit the thuggish
niggaz on a track you ain't from They young an' claimin' they broke, but they forgotten That I got they mail, an' I can tell they plottin' But shit, they
seems so natural to you Still siren, climbing up the victory tower Like there's something left to prove I trap the beads of sweat that run between my
king closed his cloak the set was over fo' such a excellent moment so emotional they rushed out on the field so devoted folk final victory clutch they
the world if they don't know That what we have is real Wanna shout it from the mountains baby That I love you, but if they don't hear me I know, you
all the time? Man, You wouldn't even be rich without that nigga! Shut up faggot! [Hook - Royce] I come to embarrass y'all rappers I should run a marathon backwards so
better place [Royce Da 5'9"] Let me set it straight, they fans been led astray Niggaz keep gassin with guns with unleaded spray They don't know they
team got 'nuff jury on, bet I'm still live and I'm coopin' Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves Front on react and sippin' Cog-i-nac so
to the iz-H phenominal Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal Rob a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few
your city Word up I know that the dayz ahead are dark But you can shine the light that's in your heart You've gotta see yourself in victory The love
the door so praise the lord Born a King, to rule this thing Treats are the beats that battles bring I can't be beat, I won't retreat Victory is sweet, so
me So you better run Cause i'ma let my shit spit, dum-diddy-dum [ chorus ] Set trippin Them niggas are flippin Got a gang of guns So you gots to run