[Intro: Ghostface k**ah] Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son roll!) Oh sh**, yo, yo, run! [Ghostface k**ah] Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground The pound fell, cops is coming Runnin' through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin' Buggin', only thing I remember was a bullsh** summon so I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is fallin' My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished off Took off, made track look easy The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the b**h, dog Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff Run! I will not get bagged on the rock Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops Run! They am' sh**, plant sh**, destroy evidence Get ca**ed, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks Before I let these crackers throw me in sh** Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop Curse, swerve to get served, these co*ks**ers got nerve Heard I was k**in' sh**, they must got word That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge [Chorus: Ghostface k**ah] Run! If you sell d** in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! f** that! Run! Cops got, guns! They givin' out life like bird tons Run! If you ain't do sh**, you it That next felony, n***a, it's like three zip So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches! When you see me comin' get the f** out the entrance! Run! f** that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthaf**a.. [Interlude: Jadakiss (Ghostface k**ah)] Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...) I like that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!) [Jadakiss] Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car I got five hundred, hundred packs in my backyard Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuff shells I'm cuttin' n***az throats on the sails, while they puff L's Don't leave nothin' unbagged, shave everything I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything) They come by one more time, they gon' hop out They two deep, and one is a b**h, she gettin' knocked out Then I can get rid of the pack but I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to d**h, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't k** me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at But they too close, and I got this new toast 'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do [Chorus] Chocolate City! They got me running and I'm way above three-hundred Jewels stuck in my a**, gun under my stomach And I don't even know why they chasing me for Cause I'm dirty like a corner in a bathroom floor So I run through the alley when I cut through the block Running so fast, you would think I'm chasing the cops Right in broad daylight, in the middle of winter I can't go to jail, my mother cooking chicken for dinner DAMN! The Baltimore City Police Department Trying to put me in a bunk-bed caged apartment But I won't let 'em You're gonna have to catch 'em All I head was "FREEZE!" and "Goddammit, GET HIM!" I bolt, I dodge, I'm sprint and flee They got canines, and I don't need that sh** on me Body on the ground, I don't need that pit on me but I'll be damn if a cop Rodney King me [CHORUS]