Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - On the Run lyrics

[Verse 1:] I got a job with the mob, makin G's Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys Yeah they got me like a flunkie I'm ridin around with ten kilos inside my trunk G And I'm holdin the suitcase With a half a million dollars right in my motherf**in face And I'm tryin to ignore it But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherf**in run for it The thought alone makes me shiver, damn What if I get caught? They'll find me floatin in the Hudson river But if I escape, I'll be in shape for my life But they might, get my kid and my wife See I'm supposed to make a stop To an Uptown spot, run up the block and make another drop But I got somethin else in mind Cause I'm sick of puttin my motherf**in a** on the line I got the money and the hit Went through the Brook nonstop cause I ain't droppin off sh** Then I thought of a plan So I droves to my house and got my girl and my little man C'mon b**h, pack the sh**, get ready "God damn why your face all sweaty?" Just hurry up and get the sh** I'm a dead man b**h, understand, we gotta split I switched the locks on the door Started packin like I was goin on a motherf**in world tour Grabbed my bags and my gun C'mon we gotta go... I'm on the motherf**in run [Verse 2:] Now I'm drivin and I'm lookin at my pa**port I'm outta here soon as my a** hit the airport I loaded up the automatic I don't believe this sh**, I'm stuck in motherf**in traffic I'm gettin nervous as a f** see A Lincoln Continental pullin right up beside me Puts down my b**h and then I bent low *gunfire, breaking gla*** Bullets are flying through my window The enemy is on attack Drew the nine and co*ked the hammer and I fired at the b**hes back I gotta take my respect My bullets hittin italian motherf**ers in the neck Looked at my b**h a bullet struck her Put in another clip, cause I ain't givin up a motherf**er n***as runnin up in trenches Sprayin at my car, only missin me by f**in inches Stepped on the gas pedal, how bad my b**h is harmed? sh** they only hit her in the f**in arm Now I'm drivin off sidewalks, makin sharp turns My son is catchin motherf**in heartburns I got the car shakin wildly I made a turn, and then I dipped my sh** into a dark alley They drove right past, now all this chasin sh** is done I'm on the motherf**in run [Verse 3:] The next thing I know, it was daylight And I been sleepin in this motherf**er all night I started pullin on my ho "C'mon man what?" Wake up b**h, we gotta go! Pulled out the alley, then I dipped Looked down and picked up the nine and put more rounds in the clip You know I'm headin South no doubt And I don't give a f** where, as long it's a hideout Finally we crossed the border, I pulled into a station To fill up the tank, and get a drink of water Pullin over to park my ride That's when I noticed this limousine comin up on my left side Then the s**er started rammin me Then I looked, it was the Luciano family Looked at my b**h she started cryin, my finger on the trigger I pulled it -- bullets started flyin Now I'm hittin all them ba*tards I'm droppin em fast, splashin blood out n***as a**es Then I'm finally done and I took em all out, but I caught one in the stomach Now I'm lookin for survivors So I ran up on the side of the car, and hit the driver And then I laid low The only motherf**er left was Don Luciano So I snuck up the s**er Put my gun to his head, "Wha**up now motherf**er?" He said, "Wait, I want to talk" *five gunshots* I put his brains on the sidewalk Another life I had to waste He fell on his back, and then I spit right in his guinea face He saw the barrel of the devil's gun Now I'm no longer on the motherf**in run