文本歌词

On The Run (A Capella Al Capone) - Kool G Rap
Written by：Aaron Gilber/Nickolas Ashfor/Allan Wayne Felde/Norman Ray Harri/Bunny Sigle/Valerie Simpson
I got a job with the mob making G's
Doing some pickups deliveries and transporting keys
Yeah they got me like a flunkey
I'm ridding around with ten kilos inside my trunk g
And I'm holding the suitcase
With a half a million dollars right in my mother f**king face
And I'm trying to ignore it
But sometimes I get tempted to make a mother f**king run for it
The thought alone makes me shiver damn
What if I get caught they'll find me floating 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 something else in mind
Cause I'm sick of putting my mother f**king a** on the line
I got the money and the hit
Went through the brook nonstop cause I ain't dropping off sh*t
Then I thought of a plan
So I droves to my house and got my girl and my little man
C'mon b**ch pack the sh*t get ready
God damn why your face all sweaty
Just hurry up and get the sh*t
I'm a dead man b**ch understand we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packing like I was going on a mother f**king world tour
Grabbed my bags and my gun
C'mon we gotta go I'm on the mother f**king run
Now I'm driving and I'm look-in at my passport
I'm outta here soon as my a** hit the airport
I loaded up the automatic
I don't believe this sh*t I'm stuck in mother f**king traffic
I'm getting nervous as a f**k see
A Lincoln continental pulling right up beside me
Puts down my b**ch 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 b**ches back
I gotta take my respect
My bullets hitting Italian motherf**kers in the neck
Looked at my b**ch a bullet struck her
Put in another clip cause I ain't giving up a motherf**ker
Niggard running up in trenches
Spraying at my car only missing me by f**king inches
Stepped on the gas pedal how bad my b**ch is harmed
Sh*t they only hit her in the f**king arm
Now I'm driving off sidewalks making sharp turns
My son is catching mother f**king heart burns
I got the car shaking wildly
I made a turn and then I dipped my sh*t into a dark alley
They drove right past now all this chasing sh*t is done
I'm on the mother f**king run
The next thing I know it was daylight
And I been sleeping in this motherf**ker all night
I started pulling on my hoe
C'mon man what wake up b**ch 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 heading south no doubt
And I don't give a f**k 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
pulling over to park my ride
That's when I noticed this limousine coming up on my left side
Then the sucker started ramming me
Then I looked it was the Luciano family
Looked at my b**ch she started crying my finger on the trigger
I pulled it bullets started flying
Now I'm hitting all them bastards
I'm dropping em fast splashing blood out Niggard asses
Then I'm finally done and
I took em all out but I caught one in the stomach
Now I'm looking for survivors
So I ran up on the side of the car and hit the driver
And then I laid low
The only motherf**ker left was don Luciano
So I snuck up the sucker
Put my gun to his head whassup now motherf**ker
He said wait I want to talk
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 mother f**king run