Mike Dean - Run Tha Street lyrics

[Daz Dillinger] Penitentiary scars, war stars, stolen cars What you wanna be, a gangsta or a gang star? Make your mind up before your times up I'll pick my nine up, fore' they find up all in the cut f**ed up, it's like I'm locked up They let your man out Thought he got twenty, he didn't do any Now it's time to - carry our plan out f** the handout and the charity case I want your fam, hot, burned it down and murdered the place Developed in court rooms, and they caught me in dark rooms Cause I got caught with a yacht to Cancun - with a bird You know it wasn't a parakeet It was a ki, worth at least 10,000 G's Plus I was indicted, then extradited Sent to the County to fight it and my bail was priceless sh** like this requires drastic measures I heard Alaska's the best place for escaped felons Because the ones don't wine and the sun don't shine If I blow some hydro with some friends of mine It's gettin' dark all the time, they gettin' jiggy wit it I'm gettin' gangsta wit it, k**as, Young Gotti wit it I don't regret sh**, I ain't sorry for nothin' I done I did it all for a reason, the matter wouldn't have been done I wanna - [Chorus] Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the war k** the b**hes and f** the who*es [Daz Dillinger] They wanna know why I nut up in the club Cause they never showed me love before I was 21 Had to run to get a fake I.D How you like me now? Try me, I puts it down like gangs, black, brown Should I get a sack or should I get some liquor? What'll go first? Will it be my lungs or my liver? Make me quiver as I sip and take a drink out the bottle It's hard to swallow Gotta hop over this bullsh** at least 'til tomorrow My heart is hollow with no sorrow or no sympathy No positive energy, bad publicity, bad a** energy Everywhere I go - wars show, they 'bout to hit a fo'- fo' Go blow, then the flow, and then float I give the people what they want, supply and demand Put the money in my hand, work with me, I'm the man Daz Dilly you on some crazy stuff Now they all under the ground pushin' the daisy's up The parts of life, n***a it's dirt cheap The devilry is deaf is either cheap at first you don't sleep If the words that the preacher preach don't reach His home and each, there's no perception of the speech Then what good is it, if the hood ain't in it Don't act like you heard it Act like you know it when I serve it motherf**er, I wanna - [Chorus - X2] Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the wars k** the b**hes and f** the who*es [Daz Dillinger] I'm a G like Tray Deee, King Tee And Eazy-E and Ice T and all the other G's like me n***as like y'all pop like Utah Jazz Shoot from the outside but can't come in and bash Scared to mash cause your b**h a** ain't got enough cash If you move too fast your a** will get blast I'm out for cash and loot if I got to blast or shoot, in a khaki suit Hit the witness before they can prosecute The whole testimony - was stretched and phony Have your ba-by mama testify for me Say that she knew me, I was with her on the night, I was there Said we f**ed around in a cheap motel out of town I don't know this much, the b**h clowned, she lied under oath Now my n***as got to catch you slippin', cut your throat Ah b**h, you wouldn't listen, had to - rock the boat I'll set you up with them Inglewood b**hes to get you smoked Now my n***as is out for y'all The Roman Empire's about to fall, d**h Row is about to fall God damn, this gangsta sh** get deep Caught him empty hand and then put his a** to sleep We had to - creep, creep - cut the gla** out the skylight Slid into the window at the corner after midnight And slit his windpipe, and did his wife with the same knife Took his homie life under the street light I think I - live a strange life, I'll probably die a stranger d**h The dangerous words uttered under a strangers breath A gangsta as decision was made - to have Marion "Suge" Knight straight blown away I wanna - [Chorus - X2] Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the wars k** the b**hes and f** the who*es [Outro] Yeah n***a you know we run this right here Everyday, all day You know I'm in yo' streets Diss me if you want to I'll catch y'all slippin' homie Yeah... the black phantom HA HA, HO!