The Rundown

The Rundown I’m feeling all boxed up caving from within... Constructive delusion of truth I can’t believe what I’m in... Dreams of my youth with a prison stint my passions deep within letting very few in... I’ve been down on luck I’m living life to win... No more corners to turn I’m gonna straight line this... Mr. DA here’s a tip a little something for ya... You better hide from us cause we gonna f......destroy ya... You have no case so what to do now... Keep pursuing me as I’m heading outta town... Feds around the corner watching every move late night terrors ain’t no way I’m gonna lose... First you gotta find me good luck with that... Where to start first here’s a tit for tat... Look in the corners every square inch... With all that going on what’s next is a cinch... I’m that shadow standing outside your bedroom window... I’m no modern commando but here’s a short little intro... Your .......... so upset crying all damm day... that’s what happens when a ........ has his way... Where my people now f......haters everywhere smoking on some gelato as I die my f......hair... Different person different state setting up shop just you wait... Bigger than before larger than the next this street life s... is simple yet complex... After I get my millions safe and sound away... I’m coming for them b...... that tried to have me locked away... You won’t see me coming creeping down the block... Peeping out the window as the neighbors hear the shots... All scores settled finally time to chill... Living a life of luxury while heading to Brazil... Just remember one thing it’s all I gotta say... When you hear that late night phone ring It’s me that just escaped..