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Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
The pound fell, cops is coming
Running through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
Bugging, only thing I remember was the bullshit summons
So I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is falling
My pockets is mean, clean when I vanished off
Took off, made track look easy
The walkie talkies them D.T.s had, black, they was rated P.G
Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down
Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch dog
Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff
Run! I will not get bagged on a rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
Run! They amp shit, plant shit, destroy evidence
Fuck a case, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
Before I let these crackers throw me in shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was killing shit, they must got word
That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge

Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like wontons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka

Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got five hundred hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' throats on the sales, while they puff L's
Don't leave nothing unbagged, shave everything
I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting knocked out
Then I can get rid of the pack
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, down-shifting on 'em like I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, running like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike Airs on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
But they too close, and I got this new toast
Imagine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do

Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like wontons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!




When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Run" by Ghostface Killah deliver a vivid and intense account of the life of those involved in drug dealing and crime. The song starts with Ghostface running from the police after jumping from an eighth-story window. He describes the bumpy and sweaty journey down the stairwells, ignoring the sound of policemen approaching. Running is his only option.


As he escapes, he sees the most recent victim of police brutality, someone he knew. This experience stops him from giving up or getting caught. Ghostface is a survivor, and he doesn't want his life to be ruined by the criminal justice system. So he runs, even when he hasn't done anything wrong, even when he has been falsely accused. He encourages listeners to do the same and to avoid getting caught up in the system.


The second verse recounts Ghostface's experience as a drug dealer, evading the police while he transports his stash. He's always on the lookout for the law, and he knows exactly what to do when they chase him. He's scared stiff, but he manages to escape. He doesn't give up; he keeps running until he's safe. He's loyal to his business, but he's also clever and determined to stay ahead of the law.


Overall, "Run" by Ghostface Killah is an honest and authentic account of the life of those most affected by the war on drugs, people who have been criminalized and victimized by the very people who are supposed to protect them. The song speaks to their resilience, determination, and will to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
I jumped from the 8th floor and hit the ground.


The pound fell, cops is coming
My gun fell and the cops are coming.


Running through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
I ran through the dirty stairwells and didn't hear anything.


Bugging, only thing I remember was the bullshit summons
I was nervous and the only thing I remember is the senseless summons.


So I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is falling
I stopped at the 2nd floor and ran across it, causing cracks to fall behind me.


My pockets is mean, clean when I vanished off
My pockets are full of money and are clean when I left.


Took off, made track look easy
I quickly took off, making it look easy.


The walkie talkies them D.T.s had, black, they was rated P.G
The detectives had walkie-talkies that were black and rated as Parental Guidance.


Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down
I am determined to keep running and quickly flag down a car.


Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Drive me to Ghost's location, the police are approaching fast.


Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch dog
Quickly reverse and hit the police dog with the car.


Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff
I turned down the hill and started smoking a Marley spliff.


Run! I will not get bagged on a rock
I am determined to not get caught and go to jail.


Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
I saw what happened to Un and the cops were harsh with him.


Run! They amp shit, plant shit, destroy evidence
They escalate things, plant evidence and destroy evidence.


Fuck a case, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
I don't want to go to jail and serve a 56-year sentence.


Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
I will die like Scarface and take 50 punches.


Before I let these crackers throw me in shit
I won't let the white cops put me in a shitty situation.


Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Leave if you are innocent, do the bird hop.


Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Swerve to avoid getting caught by the cops.


Heard I was killing shit, they must got word
The cops heard that I am a drug dealer.


That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge
I refused the chief's offer to merge with another drug gang.


Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
It's Tuesday and the Narcotics Task Force is in the black car.


I got five hundred hundred-packs in my backyard
I have 500 packs of drugs in my backyard.


Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuffed shells
I have clear bags of drugs that look like shotgun shells.


I'm cutting niggas' throats on the sales, while they puff L's
I am making money selling drugs while my customers smoke.


Don't leave nothing unbagged, shave everything
Make sure everything is packed and don't leave any extra drugs behind.


They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
If the cops come back, they will get out of their car.


They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting knocked out
There are two cops, one is a female and will get knocked out.


Then I can get rid of the pack
Then I can discard the drugs.


But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
I recently bought a nice gun and I'm leaving with it.


Down-shifting on 'em like I got gears on me
I change gears on my car to try to avoid getting caught.


(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
I have been in trouble before and have a 5-year sentence waiting for me.


(Run!) Scared to death, running like I got bears on me
I am scared and running fast like a bear is chasing me.


(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike Airs on me
My boots start to feel as light as Nike Airs because of the adrenaline rush.


It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway
It's hard for me to slow down because I feel like I'm on the highway.


My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
My belt is in my house and my two-way is on the floor there.


Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
I am trying to hold both my gun and my pants up.


If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
If the police don't kill me, they will give me a sentence that is too long to serve.


Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
I would rather die on the streets than in jail.


And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
I have asthma and I am searching for a place to hide.


But they too close, and I got this new toast
The police are too close and I have my new gun with me.


Imagine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do
If I shot at the cops, I would be in even more trouble, so I have to keep running.


Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
If you're selling drugs near a school, run!


Run! If you getting chased with no shoes on
If you're being chased and don't have shoes on, run!


Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
Run! Don't stop! The cops have guns!


They givin' out life like wontons
The cops are handing out life sentences like they are serving wontons.


Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
If you didn't do anything, run because the police might accuse you of something.


That next felony, nigga, is like three zip
The next crime you commit could lead to a 30-year sentence.


So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
Keep running and jump over obstacles like fences and benches.


When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Get out of my way when you see me coming!


Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka
Run! Don't stop! The cops have guns, motherfucker!




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DENNIS COLES, JASON T PHILLIPS, ROBERT DIGGS

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@52Devil

"My timbs start feelin' like they nike air's on me" Classic. Kiss never drop a wack verse

@dorrellk7471

down shiftin on em like i got gears on me

@mookg3783

My favorite part of kiss verse since 8th grade tho๐Ÿ’ฏ

@Fight4Power

Jada Mr consistency, never a wack verse

@kos1734

top 3 alive- has to be

@kalbaker9941

Rick Razor Right it's crazy. My back from back home tried comparing Fab to Shane Battier like he was good but never evolved, I had to stop fucking with him. Can't deal with people who make bad decisions like that

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@johnathonhardman1634

"Can't go to jail my momma cooking chicken for dinner." Legendary

@goodbrothersteve

I waited throughout the entire song to hear that part

@VeryRellDressed

classic.. Best part of the song

@nmemassive

Yea, that's my favourite part of the song! Cuz I'm dirty like the corner in the bathroom floor! Sick lyrics. REAL HIP-HOP all day! Real emcees, not fake like Soulja Boy, Nicki Minaj, Young Thug, Chief Keef & those other cookie cutter garbage rappers. I hope Ghostface & Remy Ma do a collaboration someday. Wu-Tang & Terror Squad exclusive

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