Run Tha Street

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

Fucked 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

Fuck 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

Shit 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, killas, Young Gotti wit it

I don't regret shit, 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

Kill the bitches and fuck the whores

[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 bullshit at least 'til tomorrow

My heart is hollow with no sorrow or no sympathy

No positive energy, bad publicity, bad ass 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, nigga 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 motherfucker, 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

Kill the bitches and fuck the whores

[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

Niggaz like y'all pop like Utah Jazz

Shoot from the outside but can't come in and bash

Scared to mash cause your bitch ass ain't got enough cash

If you move too fast your ass 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 fucked around in a cheap motel out of town

I don't know this much, the bitch clowned, she lied under oath

Now my niggaz got to catch you slippin', cut your throat

Ah bitch, you wouldn't listen, had to - rock the boat

I'll set you up with them Inglewood bitches to get you smoked

Now my niggaz is out for y'all

The Roman Empire's about to fall, Death Row is about to fall

God damn, this gangsta shit get deep

Caught him empty hand and then put his ass to sleep

We had to - creep, creep - cut the glass 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 death

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

Kill the bitches and fuck the whores

[Outro]

Yeah nigga 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!