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    2pac - Runnin On E
    (feat. Outlawz) 

    [2Pac] 
    If you a bad boy 

    [Chorus: repeat 2X] 
    If you a bad boy then you die 
    Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high 
    They fucked up when the rob me 
    Put another contract on Mobb Deep 

    [Hussein Fatal] 
    I focus my locus thought on my enemies 
    Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me 
    I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book 
    Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy 
    And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist 
    Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar 
    Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires 
    My man define ya 357 anaconda 
    This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama 
    Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin at Prodigy 
    Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death 
    And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh 
    You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered 
    Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted 

    [Tupac] 
    Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out 
    Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house 
    Similar to savage it's a wonder we manage 
    Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage 
    They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it 
    Most wanted by the population murdered you for it 
    Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release 
    Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets 
    Why fear me, fear the shit I speak 
    Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street 
    like the sound of police who run the street really 
    And every hood let you grow 
    from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' 
    And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step 
    My homie buried at an early age hustled to death 
    His last breath, a lesson I posses like jewels 
    Stay thugged out keep it movin' 

    [Yaki Khadafi] 
    Halfway thugs are buged when we stalk the streets 
    Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets 
    You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it 
    Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket 
    Getting mine with nine coked extorting 
    Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk 
    You never seen time I travel across the mean crime 
    My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime 
    With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin 
    Catch my body like haitian 5 minutes from the station 

    [Young Noble] 
    Hit the hole like Allen Iverson with confidence 
    The bigger prick don't mean no evidence or proof the I was present 
    At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed 
    After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed 
    All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it 
    Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit 
    The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action 
    Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards 
    Little homies puttin work for stripes 
    But is it worth your life a g-rides runnin red lights 
    I wish somebody would have t old me then 
    Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in 
    Caucassian crazy like Arabians 
    Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene chase me 
    When they want the product nigga I got the smoke 
    Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want 
    What you working with I'm some immortal shit 
    Outlawz we straight hurtin shit use artillery to murder with 
    Put then on the box gangsta party like Pac 
    Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top 

    [2Pac: repeat 5X] 
    I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me 
    We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on E 

    [Nuttso] 
    With the leaded Pac, fuck the law 
    Carry steal cause I live in the nigga side of the law 
    Ridin' foes cause I can't let hoes catch me slippin 
    Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hittin 
    Ridin high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing 
    Burpin and smurkin got on his knees before I grave em 
    Ride em, look behind him, I see him, he slipped 
    At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick 
    Slide over so I can dip and put it in him 
    Damn, I guess this motherfucker know that I sent it 
    Hit the pedal now we high speeding 
    With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing 
    Up the way I seen him slow down 
    Shit!! I think I'm gonna bust these hoes down 
    Caught them runnin on e it kind of funny to me 
    They know they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see 

    [2Pac] 
    Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em 
    Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell with em 
    Fuck em they phony claimin they homies but the foes 
    Speakin on thug niggas daily while we nailing they hoes 
    Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation 
    Words known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation 
    Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught 
    Did you cry when my girl died 
    Put out the hit politc niggas worldwide grabbin my dick 
    I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm 
    Throwin gas on my enemies watchin them burn 
    Call my posse, I'm shootin up the casket take the body 
    Whip the corpse like a pi?ata and party 
    His last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels 
    Stay thugged out keep it movin 

    [Chorus till fade]

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