Songtext On the run Kool G Rap

On the run

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 motherfuckin face

And I'm tryin to ignore it

But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherfuckin 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 motherfuckin ass on the line

I got the money and the hit

Went through the Brook nonstop cause I ain't droppin off shit

Then I thought of a plan

So I droves to my house and got my girl and my little man

C'mon bitch, pack the shit, get ready

"God damn why your face all sweaty?"

Just hurry up and get the shit

I'm a dead man bitch, understand, we gotta split

I switched the locks on the door

Started packin like I was goin on a motherfuckin world tour

Grabbed my bags and my gun

C'mon we gotta go... I'm on the motherfuckin run

Now I'm drivin and I'm lookin at my passport

I'm outta here soon as my ass hit the airport

I loaded up the automatic

I don't believe this shit, I'm stuck in motherfuckin traffic

I'm gettin nervous as a fuck see

A Lincoln Continental pullin right up beside me

Puts down my bitch and then I bent low

*gunfire, breaking glass* Bullets are flying through my window

The enemy is on attack

Drew the nine and cocked the hammer and I fired at the bitches back

I gotta take my respect

My bullets hittin italian motherfuckers in the neck

Looked at my bitch a bullet struck her

Put in another clip, cause I ain't givin up a motherfucker

Niggaz runnin up in trenches

Sprayin at my car, only missin me by fuckin inches

Stepped on the gas pedal, how bad my bitch is harmed?

Shit they only hit her in the fuckin arm

Now I'm drivin off sidewalks, makin sharp turns

My son is catchin motherfuckin heartburns

I got the car shakin wildly

I made a turn, and then I dipped my shit into a dark alley

They drove right past, now all this chasin shit is done

I'm on the motherfuckin run

The next thing I know, it was daylight

And I been sleepin in this motherfucker all night

I started pullin on my hoe

"C'mon man what?" Wake up bitch, 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 fuck 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 sucker started rammin me

Then I looked, it was the Luciano family

Looked at my bitch she started cryin, my finger on the trigger

I pulled it -- bullets started flyin

Now I'm hittin all them bastards

I'm droppin em fast, splashin blood out niggaz asses

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 motherfucker left was Don Luciano

So I snuck up the sucker

Put my gun to his head, "Whassup now motherfucker?"

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 motherfuckin run