CAPITAL-''X'' - On The Run lyrics

rate me

They'll never take me alive, I'm on the run for life

I've uncovered the truth, and it came with a price

This ain't Miami Vice, this is life or death

They want my mutha fucking blood, to pay off my debt

And they're out to collect, beat me to death with night sticks

As I fiend for freedom, like a junkie that's dope sick

And they roll mad thick, and heavily armed

Making you all think your safe, but you've all been conned

They will murder your pops, and imprison your moms

Man even Pac was a prisoner before he was born

3 million strong, San Quentin to Sing Sing

Man they're merciless like Ming, at war with Bloods and Kings

There's no turning back now, it's all or nothing

I'd rather die for the cause, then to live and do nothing

I'm at war with corruption, fighting with words and percussions

Reading the book of Psalms as I pray for their fucking destruction

I'm on the fucking run, don't be slowing me down

Just give me a pound, when I roll through your town

Raise ya fists up, White Yellow Red Black or Brown

I'm snatching the crown, murdering with the sound

I'm on the fucking run, trying to bring you the truth

The government wants me dead, because I'm living proof

Arm yourselves with the truth and don't be scared to shoot

Because they murdered Jesus, and they will murder you too

Some people fear Revelation, I pray it all comes

In the name of the Father and Son, Thy will be done

I'm tired of seeing freedom being sacrificed, for fun

Revolutions now a gimmick, I see no action

Brothers and sisters are captives, buried alive in stone

Raped like a virgin, to call home on the phone

Their children left all alone, to face the unknown

Lost in this world of madness, they will make a prison your home

Family reunions, being held in the yard

Where so many have died, at the hands of the guards

In cold blooded murder, and not one has been charged

Man everyday of my life, feels like I'm still behind bars

Cops are now the guards, stalking their prey

And they will make you a slave, for what you think or say

Leave you to die a slow death, locked in a fucking cage

Put you in a box, and mail your moms your fucking remains

We're in the last days, the final seconds

For your own protection, unconceal your weapons

This here is Armageddon, the Truth Vs. the liar

The earth will burn like the sun, as it's covered with fire

These are my deepest desires, trapped behind barbed wire

I see nothing to lose, so I choose to open fire

Like the DC sniper, Ferguson on a train

Insane like NoN Phixion, with the House of Pain

I'm breaking the chains, they've wrapped around my brain

Breaking all the rules, because this isn't a game

I hold my mic like a shank, and pray to my Saviour

Take the stage and wild the mutha fuck out like Larry Davis

Don't do me no favors, and don't ask me for shit

The trust issues I have, will land you in a deep ditch

Buried left to a trick, right next to a snitch

To the right of Lady Justice, that racist bitch