Lyrics Run (Showoff remix) - Ghostface Killah
(Feat.
Jadakiss)
[Intro:
Ghostface
Killah]
Pss.
yo,
yo,
yo
(yo
son
roll!)
Oh
shit,
yo,
yo,
run!
[Ghostface
Killah]
Aiyo,
I
jumped
from
the
8th
floor
step,
hit
the
ground
The
pound
fell,
cops
is
coming
Runnin'
through
the
pissy
stairwells,
I
ain't
hear
nothin'
Buggin',
only
thing
I
remember
was
the
bullshit
summon
So
I
stopped
at
the
second
floor,
ran
across,
cracks
is
fallin'
My
pockets
is
mean,
clean
when
I
vanished
off
Took
off,
made
track
look
easy
The
walkie
talkies
them
D-E-T's
had,
black,
they
was
rated
P.G.
Run,
I
will
not
give
up,
no
Quick,
flag
the
car
down
Take
me
to.
Ghost,
here
they
come
now!
Errr!
Peel
off
quick,
back
up,
hit
the
bitch,
dog
Turned
downhill,
light
the
Marley
spliff
Run!
I
will
not
get
bagged
on
the
rock
Run!
I
seen
what
happened
to
Un,
they
bad
with
they
cops
Run!
They
am'
shit,
plan
shit,
destroy
evidence
Get
cassed,
I'm
not
comin'
home
with
no
fifty
six
Die
with
the
heart
of
Scarface
and
take
fifty
licks
Before
I
let
these
crackers
throw
me
and
shit
Bounce
if
you
a
good
kid,
bounce,
do
the
bird
hop
Curse,
swerve
to
get
served,
these
cocksuckers
got
nerve
Heard
I
was
killin'
shit,
they
must
got
word
That
I
told
the
chief
on
Rich
Port
I
don't
wanna
merge
[Chorus:
Ghostface
Killah]
Run!
If
you
sell
drugs
in
the
school
zone
Run!
If
you
gettin'
chased
with
no
shoes
on
Run!
Fuck
that!
Run!
Cops
got,
guns!
They
givin'
out
life
like
bird
tons
Run!
If
you
ain't
do
shit,
you
it
That
next
felony,
nigga,
it's
like
three
zip
So,
run!
Hop
fences,
jump
over
benches!
When
you
see
me
comin'
get
the
fuck
out
the
entrance!
Run!
Fuck
that!
Run!
Cops
got
guns!
Motherfucka.
[Interlude:
Jadakiss
(Ghostface
Killah)]
Ah-hah!
I
might
gotta
take
my
shirt
off
(yeah,
kid...)
I
like
that
one
(uh-huh,
go
in,
go
in!)
[Jadakiss]
Yo,
uh,
it's
Task
Force
Tuesday,
the
NARCS
is
in
the
black
car
I
got
five
hundred,
hundred
packs
in
my
backyard
Clear
twelve-twelve's,
that
look
like
stuff
shells
I'm
cuttin'
niggaz
throats
on
the
sails,
while
they
puff
L's
Don't
leave
nothin'
unbagged,
shave
everything
I
learned
from
the
O.G.'s
to
save
everything
(to
save
everything)
They
come
by
one
more
time,
they
gon'
hop
out
They
two
deep,
and
one
is
a
bitch,
she
gettin'
knocked
out
Then
I
can
get
rid
of
the
pack
But
I
just
copped
this
pretty
chrome
thing,
so
I'm
dippin'
with
that
Uh,
down-shiftin'
on
'em
like
I
got
gears
on
me
(Run!)
Besides
that,
I
got
about
5 years
on
me
(Run!)
Scared
to
death,
runnin'
like
I
got
bears
on
me
(Run!)
My
Timb's
start
feelin'
like
they
Nike
Airs
on
me
(Run!)
It's
hard
for
me
to
slow
down,
it's
like
I'm
on
the
throughway
My
belt's
in
the
crib
on
the
floor
by
my
two-way
Now
I'm
tryin'
to
hold
my
hammer
up,
and
my
pants
too
If
they
don't
kill
me,
they
gon'
give
me
a
number
I
can't
do
Rather
it
be
the
streets
than
jail
where
I
die
at
And
I'm
asthmatic,
so
I'm
lookin'
for
somewhere
to
hide
at
But
they
too
close,
and
I
got
this
new
toast
'Magine
if
I
would
of
let
off
a
shot
or
two,
you
know
what
I
gotta
do
[Chorus]
1 Guerilla Hood
2 The After Party
3 Pretty Toney
4 Pay Checks
5 Smith Brothers
6 The Drummer
7 Burnin'
8 My Guitar
9 Run (Showoff remix)
10 The Odd Couple
11 Got Gats
12 Box in the Hand (The Lost remix)
13 New Splash (No, No, No)
14 GFK & Elephant
15 The Sun
16 Flowers (original mix)
17 The Watch (original mix)
18 Good Times
19 Hot & Wet (remix)
20 Summertime (remix)
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