Run Tha Streetz - Daz Dillinger Penitentiary scars war stars stolen cars What you wanna be a gangsta or a gang star Make your mind up before your times up I'll pick my nine up fore' they find up all in the cut F**ked up it's like I'm locked up They let your man out Thought he got twenty he didn't do any Now it's time to carry our plan out F**k the handout and the charity case I want your fam hot burned it down and murdered the place Developed in court rooms and they caught me in dark rooms Cause I got caught with a yacht to Cancun - with a bird You know it wasn't a parakeet It was a ki worth at least 10 000 G's Plus I was indicted then extradited Sent to the County to fight it and my bail was priceless Sh*t like this requires drastic measures I heard Alaska's the best place for escaped felons Because the ones don't wine and the sun don't shine If I blow some hydro with some friends of mine It's gettin' dark all the time they gettin' jiggy wit it I'm gettin' gangsta wit it killas Young Gotti wit it I don't regret sh*t I ain't sorry for nothin' I done I did it all for a reason the matter wouldn't have been done I wanna Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the war Kill the b**ches and f**k the whores They wanna know why I nut up in the club Cause they never showed me love before I was 21 Had to run to get a fake I D How you like me now Try me I puts it down like gangs black brown Should I get a sack or should I get some liquor What'll go first Will it be my lungs or my liver Make me quiver as I sip and take a drink out the bottle It's hard to swallow Gotta hop over this b******t at least 'til tomorrow My heart is hollow with no sorrow or no sympathy No positive energy bad publicity bad a** energy Everywhere I go wars show they 'bout to hit a fo'fo' Go blow then the flow and then float I give the people what they want supply and demand Put the money in my hand work with me I'm the man Daz Dilly you on some crazy stuff Now they all under the ground pushin' the daisy's up The parts of life ni**a it's dirt cheap The devilry is deaf is either cheap at first you don't sleep If the words that the preacher preach don't reach His home and each there's no perception of the speech Then what good is it if the hood ain't in it Don't act like you heard it Act like you know it when I serve it motherf**ker I wanna Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the wars Kill the b**ches and f**k the whores I'm a G like Tray Deee King Tee And Eazy-E and Ice T and all the other G's like me Niggaz like y'all pop like Utah Jazz Shoot from the outside but can't come in and bash Scared to mash cause your b**ch a** ain't got enough cash If you move too fast your a** will get blast I'm out for cash and loot if I got to blast or shoot in a khaki suit Hit the witness before they can prosecute The whole testimony - was stretched and phony Have your ba-by mama testify for me Say that she knew me I was with her on the night I was there Said we f**ked around in a cheap motel out of town I don't know this much the b**ch clowned she lied under oath Now my niggaz got to catch you slippin' cut your throat Ah b**ch you wouldn't listen had to rock the boat I'll set you up with them Inglewood b**ches to get you smoked Now my niggaz is out for y'all The Roman Empire's about to fall Death Row is about to fall God damn this gangsta sh*t get deep Caught him empty hand and then put his a** to sleep We had to creep creep cut the glass out the skylight Slid into the window at the corner after midnight And slit his windpipe and did his wife with the same knife Took his homie life under the street light I think I live a strange life I'll probably die a stranger death The dangerous words uttered under a strangers breath A gangsta as decision was made to have Marion "Suge" Knight straight blown away I wanna Run the streets and rule the world Punch the boys and kiss the girls Cease the peace and start the wars Kill the b**ches and f**k the whores