[Intro: Tommy Wright III]
*All units: CODE-4
Suspect's wearin' a black leather jacket, black boots, carryin' a nunchuck
6'3", is in foot pursuit southbound, suspect male black, black jacket and jeans*
Ten Wanted Men (On the run)
[?] Ten Wanted Men [?]
It's ten of us and we all wanted (Ten Wanted Men)
Wanted dead or alive, I ain't come up with that name for shit
(Wanted dead or alive)
On The Run, don't wanna end up in 201 Poplar
(Got the darkness over my head)
For my nationwide n***as in Memphis, Tennesse
[?]
201 Poplar, that's the adress of the county prison
(I need to cry)
You ask me do I think I'm goin'? Shit, I already been, my n***a
(But I don't wanna do the time)
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 201
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
Killin' these bitches and leavin' these snitches in ditches when they tell my business
Vampin', creepin' through the dark in your backyard, oh my god, as I start take a n***a riches
On the run, gotta get away from the po-po, Tommy gettin' caught is a no-no
Loco, runnin' out of breath, only one chance left, hit his ass with a blast of a .44
Hide out, time for me to ride out, slide out a clip for a grip, put it back full of hollow tips
Then I shoot, a stranger, his pain but never burn danger, one in da chamber
Gotta be down to kill when I peel a n***a cap I kinda stab a n***a slug in his back
N***as in Memphis thought Tommy was phony, n***as in the hood didn't believe I was Wanted
Cause a n***a tried to go straight just sellin' tapes, Chris shootin' n***as, play slugs got a straight ace
Soon as I tried to change, 5-0 ran me down, same thang so I’m back to sellin 'cain
Money won't rearrange me, I will never change G, just for a minute had to chill
On the run from the narcs and the cops hot, Tommy Wright still real, still kill, still trill
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
[Verse 2: Project Pimp]
Project Pimp on the run, police got me hidin', got me scared
Ridin' around in my neighborhood, police talkin' 'bout they gotta find my ass
N***a like me, I stung you bitches, fillin' up ditches kind of thug
South Memphis hill bound n***as pullin' them triggers, n***a it ain't no love
Gotta get out of this neighborhood, gotta light green of Preston, finna get robbed
Chillin' with C to the A, [?] drinkin' on Paul Masson
Come with the hollow points [?], how in the fuck can I get away fool?
Tellin' me that I should turn myself in but a n***a like me just don't play this shit cool
[Verse 3: Mac Ren]
Conin', bonin' for the nine, m-izz-ack gr-izz-in, I'm the man
Stackin' grips, makin' chips, hustlin' anyway I can
Riverside's where I creep, takin' them cruisers through the hood
Seein' thugs up on the track, ghetto love it's all good
Everytime you see Mac Ren, one man gang, I'm on my [?]
[?] hustle, take yo' pick n***a [?] cheese
[?] fucked me up, got me runnin' in the wind
Will these h-izz-oes c-izz-atch me 'cause M-izz-ac Ren [?]
[Verse 4: Mac T Dog]
Everyday, every night on the run, Mac T Dog got the gun
Cockin' the Glock to yo' head as I bail, these folks got me fucked up, I can't go to jail
Mac T Dog in this bitch for the '96, breakin' bad through the alleyway, gettin' away quick
Scoopin' up n***as who talkin' with triggers, I cappin' them bitches and leavin' 'em sick
Breakin' bad through the woods, crossed a field to the hood
Poppin' and droppin' these sucka ass coppers [?] blood
Step in the scene with the .44, creepin' up on a hoe, strapped [?] with the damn gun
Pop in a clip when I let this thang rip, Mac T Dog on a run
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
[Verse 5: 2-Faced]
A nervous killer makin' 'em feel a silver bullet, I'm poppin' my pistol
F-izz-oe never leavin' [?] n***as [?]
I deliver like Western Union [?]
Runnin' from the cops and narcs, my .45 Glock be raisin' hell
Load up the 12, jump in the bucket, police be creepin' but I'm yellin': "Fuck it!"
2-Faced the killer, cap peeler, my n***a be squeezin' that trigger [?]
Stuck in the game, tryna maintain, [?] be up in my brain
[?] got me insane
[Verse 6: K-Rock]
Comin' up outta the crib, I'm packin' my pistol grip strapped with my vest
Undercover narcs on the block strapped with the Glock, runnin' in the wind, MAC-10 [?]
Street Smart, K-Rock bring the pain like Pac, drop a cop with the Glock, got a n***a heart stop
Back on the block [?] shit is gettin' hot [?] K-Rock
Dodgin' them hollow points coppers be blastin', harassin' my family [?] my life [?] bustas can't lock up a villain
Crooked ass coppers they chasin' me, [?] runnin' n gunnin' [?] murder a witness that's talkin' shit 'bout a hit K-Rock had did with the Mafia Three 6
On my way out of the liquor sto', I see the popos [?]
Drop off the Hennessy as they come after me, Tennessee troopers got pictures of me
K-Rock my name on the run through this thang, I don't just rap but I shoot with them thangs
Shootin' me up me block witha me Glock, I'm the man known K-Rock
Subliminal criminal killer, I'm sendin' 'em straight to the bottom of hell with the devil
The 5-0 be burnin', a lesson you learnin', I'm turnin' yo' life to immortal eternity
Bailin' [?] no time [?] K-Rock come from [?] strapped with a gun
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, Ten Wanted Men n***as on the mothafuckin' run
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
Runnin' while I'm gunnin', can't look back 'cause police comin'
Ain't no fun on the run but I don't wanna end up in 2-0-1
[Outro: Tommy Wright III]
They got ya boy Tommy Wright on the run
I'm on the run from Bloods 'cause Bloods think I'm a Crip
I'm on the run from Crips 'cause Crips think I'm a Blood
And I'm on the run from Vice Lords 'cause they think I am claimin' them
So either way I go I'm a dead man
But if I was in a gang I'm man enough to say I am
I ain't scared of anyone of these mothafuckas
So let this gang rumor end right now
No Bloods, no Crips, no Vice Lords, just PIMPS
