I'm on tha run Yo, ckeck one two one! Yo, drop the rhyme and make the flow me so And You can't hear me?? Very Cleary Too fat for wick ears Cause we're drop the rhyme now (Pop pop Goes The Weasel) And if you want to fight Fight with Skizo Damn, another dope jam from radical stuff I'm telling you making the So let speak the reality, you know? Your manager's ass fly down (Why?) cause is fly clown Now i feel more candies suckas like robot (Like who?) like Nada And now you know that's now i'm tough And yo i'm on tha run I'm on tha run Yeah and i break for nothing, i hate your enjoy in da face When you come to my base When you're crossing my way Beware the K-A-O-S tigidi make the rhyme with no delay Don't forget you better run When skizo break your legs and kick your ass Sucka is the end, i'm able with chump This mothafucka leave with a stomp (Bang!) in tha pista i'm high i'm so rude bboy, so let me ride Right in the street fight, funk punk i'm on tha run I gotta beatbox (Beatboxing sound) So everybody shut the fuck up Punk you better hit the bong And now you know that's now i'm tough And yo i'm on tha run