Lyrics:
I used to run by the Hudson when it was getting dark
Twenty miles on the jogging trail in Riverside Park
And as the sun would set I could get from
Run it back run it back run it back run it back
Run it back run it back run it back run it back
Run It back run it back run it back run it back
Run
I used to run by the Hudson when it was getting dark
20 miles on the jogging trail in Riverside Park
And as the sun would set I would get from 155
Equinoxial swore by the green
Leaves on the tree
That he could do more work in a
Day than Pheobe could in three
Three, he could do more work in a
Day
Geah, we in the muthafuckin house
Eihthype in the muthafuckin house bitch, for the 94
Ain't no love ho, uh
And right about now Niggas On The Run
it's a real deal b****, the real s***, there's no gimmicks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boys courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Get down, feel the ground,
shit, there's no gimmiks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boyz courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Verse 2-(Buk)
Get down, feel the ground, shake 'em up,
coming out they're here to stay
Don't close your eyes, can't run away
Nightmares become real life by day
Ooh by day
Our demons coming out (not sayin'
uszach zagra tobie
EPMD Ice T Mobb Deep
Św pamięci 2Pac czy Eazy E
Wu Tang a wśród nich kiedyś ODB
RUN DMC Bone Thugs N Harmony MOP
Dj Quik B Legit NWA
be ready to hang
Blikka hit you in your spine we run up busting at your brain
Swerving on these niggas but always stay in my lane
I got killers by my
this and I done that
Man run up in houses, run up in flats
Slapped up dogs and slapped up cats
In beef man come with this and that
Man can't try
Run before it is too late
In this house of silence
I can hear the crying
The sound of the words
That just won’t die
I can’t concentrate
With no piece
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
Had heard me on the run-dmc's reincarnation
Child abuse, women loose, robbery and triple homicide
Every where this black man resides still
Check
niggaz; Dave Chappelle
When Run-DMC was fuckin' Raising Hell
I was on the run from d's, these raised in hell
Kinda broke, couldn't raise the bell
Underground drugs, rainin' blood
Sorta like slave did in '86, communicate with aliens, there he is
I made run DMC sell me, the devil's soul, make your head
Tribes are ?, cannabalistic humanoid
Underground drugs, rainin' blood
Sorta like slave did in '86, communicate with aliens, there he is
I made run DMC
you run
I walk into this empty house
I don't know what's in there
Feels like I've been here
And it's real weird
Picture this
I was walking and I heard
love when it gets ??beat silhouette??
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by run d(run run d d)
But now
A thousand faces on a grey
Grey day
A million houses under dull
Dark sky
So much noise and so little time
Oh
River
Run me dry
A natural world with
di new Beam
Life short, get your money up
An' me nuh have no patience, mi run it go
'Pon the money like a drive-by
Hater can't see me, man a mile
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa,
Los 80 en clase jeans y Top Ten
Los 90 Streetball en el parque 3x3
Run DMC My Adidas en los cascos
Supertars en los pies y sin lazos
Puffando Jamaica
Ayy, yo, ayy, yo, y'all niggas meet
Me by the motherfuckin'
The spot in like twenty minutes
Trap house doin' numbers, hey
Trap phone clickin',
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