On The Run (Clean Untouchable Version) - Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

I got a job with the mob making g's

Doing some pickups deliveries and transporting keys

Yeah they got me like a flunkie

I'm riding around with ten kilos inside my trunk g

And I'm holding the suitcase

With a half a million dollars right in my motherf**king face

And I'm trying to ignore it

But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherf**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 motherf**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

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 motherf**king world tour

Grabbed my bags and my gun

C'mon we gotta go I'm on the motherf**king run

Now I'm driving and I'm looking 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 motherf**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

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

Niggaz 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 motherf**king heartburns

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 motherf**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 droppin 'em fast splashing 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 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 motherf**king run