Get up, break out, don't be the odd one out You gotta run, run riot You know the time has come (run, run riot) Come on, it's alright, we're hot tonight You better run, run riot Living by the law is a bloody necessary bore Everybody, are you gettin' what

'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do Well I gotta get drunk, I sure do dread it I start to spend my money, call everybody honey I spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck And brother, I could name you a few And I wouldn't think of lettin' them down

Everybody we know does That's what we do, that's what we love That's how we were raised, how we grew up Runs deep in our veins, way down in our blood But everybody we know does Put your boots to the ground 'till the sun goes down Nah it ain't no big deal

Niggas runnin' out they mouth but they never pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on fifty, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang

Backstabber And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) Girl, your such a backstabber, you're such a backstabber Oh girl, you're such a shit talker Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known (Taking and twisting and telling, so manipulative)

'Cause I'm in too deep Over my head Nowhere to hide I'm in too deep Can't see the light Bury the light Everybody scatter There's a madman on the run Stumblin' through the wreckage

Walk on, yeah, yeah Take a look around And tell me what you can see I guess that all depends on Exactly what you want it to be Don't know all the answers Everybody's running away, hey If you want to win the game Then you know it's a shame not to play

My baby loves me Runnin' 'round town tellin' everybody Now that it's over I just wanna break your heart right back Want you to cry me a river I just want to break your heart right back

Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be You should hear how they talk about me Everybody runnin' they mouth I hear n****z runnin' they mouth I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimy n**** Think he shot my brother I'ma find that n**** We don't see his

We want the funk Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Black man taking no losses Everybody wanna cut the legs off him (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) Everybody wanna cut the legs