Run 4 Cover
Method Man & Redman Lyrics


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Yo yo, enta, enta, enta, enta yo
It's the synical, lyrical rap individual
On my death bed I spit sick flows that's critical
I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic vandalist
Thug therapist, my clan's too original
My slang bang to wax, words that's visual
Too digital for y'all common street criminals
Who want to come test, lick the sweat from my genitals
We can get off the mic and get a little physical
I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical
Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical
Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter
Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire
I speak legalized dope, hitman for hire
I quote murderous notes, dope rhyme supplier
Hang glide on the mic like a stunt driver
And I won't stop rockin till I retire

Yo yo yo
When it comes to the darts, I throw em
Flamethrower, blow your section-eight home to your payphone up
Grass smoker, in the cut for the lawnmower
I water, I ride the wale that ate Jonah
Over, your faced wit the black cape over
You woke up four gorillas wit a makeover
Packin a punch, asthma pump takeover
My crew boards, and the whole plane lays over
You can't talk wit the tape over
Pass the pussy, get out, date's over
Back to your gray Nova that's way slower
Redline to five on the highway shoulder
Enemies say "Doc the one to play closer"
This baboon loose off the chain choker
Hardcore, jacore I hate poker
But y'all spread when my bullet's daytona

Comin through, comin through duck, run for cover

Yo yo this ain't ya granddaddy music, it's hip hop
Comin through your woofer like a mute kit
Hundred-thousand watts on some bullshit
I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip
Touch one if any, that's my complexing conquest
Now tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest
From none of y'all, please
I potty train pissy-ass rugrat for free
Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee
That's how we do, powerful, movin on ya left!
Mista who, Meth, black gorilla, beatin on his chest
I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya Neck
I suggest, you wear a vest makin all them threats
Here's a chin check that cash and splash niggas in half
Smash rappers like hash (smoke em down to ashes)
At last it's the crew that party crashes the masses
Madness wildin out like special ed classes

Straight out the gate, meet Tony
Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one arm
Been at nutcrunch last cinnamon toast wit power rose
Whips dirty, dustin my bitch, FUCK PAROLE!
Peace shout he's Wallee Timb's, wild out (wild out)
We in the spot, guns go off though
Came out his mask it was Ollie North
Oh shit, what up what up Ghost
Congratulations on your new flick
Burn it dead who max the most
Word up you got the most Clarks
Bravehearts spin this
For under come down in the pale he need minutes
Told y'all before I kick doors off the hinges
Ain't no cooler and there ain't no Guinness
Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus




Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Method Man & Redman's song Run 4 Cover set the stage for an intense lyrical flow that focuses on the art of hip-hop, boasting and metaphorical prowess. The rapper talks about his critical rap flow that is just as energetic on his deathbed as it is outside of it. He showcases his hostility towards those who would test him, referring to them as "common street criminals" in a slick wordplay. He claims to be a "thug therapist" but adds that his clan is too original for the police. When he delivers rhymes, they are too "digital" for most ears to follow. He can be physical too, showing off his martial arts skills while claiming to be on his death bed spitting the sickest flows.


Redman's verse picks up right where Meth left off, and his words flow with the same energy and slickness. He reminisces about days gone by and boasts about his vocal prowess, claiming that his "hundred-thousand watts" drop like a "mute kit" in speakers. He talks about his conquest of opponents, whether he's battling them in a rap battle or getting physical with them outside the studio. He even claims that he can train babies for free when he's not making music. The song ends with a verse from Ghostface Killah.


Overall, Run 4 Cover stands out as a rap masterclass, with each verse showing off the rapper's verbal acrobatics and creative flow.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo yo, enta, enta, enta, enta yo
Hey everyone, listen up!


It's the synical, lyrical rap individual
I'm a rap artist with a sarcastic and clever style


On my death bed I spit sick flows that's critical
Even on my death bed, I will continue to rap with impressive skill


I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic vandalist
I am not a fan of the system, I rebel against it through my music


Thug therapist, my clan's too original
I am a therapist for the streets, my crew is unique and exceptional


My slang bang to wax, words that's visual
My unique vocabulary and phrases have a strong impact on listeners


Too digital for y'all common street criminals
My advanced style is beyond the understanding of regular street thugs


Who want to come test, lick the sweat from my genitals
Any challenger will be humiliated and defeated by me


We can get off the mic and get a little physical
If necessary, we can take it outside and settle it through fighting


I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical
I was destined to be a rock star from birth


Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical
I use my words like a sword, my lyrics are prolific and impactful


Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter
I am a skilled rapper, a provider of good music, and a formidable competitor


Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire
I am a highly energetic performer who can get the crowd hyped up


I speak legalized dope, hitman for hire
My lyrics are like a drug, a hitman for hire ready to kill with my rhymes


I quote murderous notes, dope rhyme supplier
My lyrics are deadly, but I am also a valuable supplier of good rhymes


Hang glide on the mic like a stunt driver
I am smooth and skillful on the microphone, like a stunt driver in the sky


And I won't stop rockin till I retire
I will continue to perform and make good music until I am too old to do so


Yo yo yo
Hey hey hey


When it comes to the darts, I throw em
When it comes to rapping, I am skilled and can throw verses with accuracy


Flamethrower, blow your section-eight home to your payphone up
My rhymes can destroy your life, not just your home but everything you own


Grass smoker, in the cut for the lawnmower
I smoke weed and stay hidden, waiting for the right moment to act


I water, I ride the wale that ate Jonah
I control the situation like the biblical tale of Jonah and the whale


Over, your faced wit the black cape over
I am like a superhero, wearing a black cape over my face, ready to strike


You woke up four gorillas wit a makeover
If you mess with me, you will be destroyed and humiliated


Packin a punch, asthma pump takeover
My rhyming abilities are strong enough to take over anyone, even if they suffer from asthma


My crew boards, and the whole plane lays over
My crew is powerful enough to take over anything, even a plane full of people


You can't talk wit the tape over
If I put tape over your mouth, you won't be able to talk or fight back


Pass the pussy, get out, date's over
If a girl is boring or not worth my time, I will leave her and move on


Back to your gray Nova that's way slower
You can go back to driving your slow, boring car


Redline to five on the highway shoulder
I am always pushing my car to the limit, even on the shoulder of the highway


Enemies say 'Doc the one to play closer'
My enemies know that I am the one to watch out for because I am too good


This baboon loose off the chain choker
I am like a wild baboon on the loose, unstoppable


Hardcore, jacore I hate poker
I am a hardcore rapper who doesn't like to play games like poker


But y'all spread when my bullet's daytona
My rhymes are so powerful that people scatter when they hear them


Comin through, comin through duck, run for cover
I am coming through with full force, and if you don't want to get hurt, you should run and hide


Yo yo this ain't ya granddaddy music, it's hip hop
This isn't old-fashioned music, it's modern hip hop


Comin through your woofer like a mute kit
My music is so powerful that it can come through your speakers strongly, like a mute kit


Hundred-thousand watts on some bullshit
My music is intense, with a hundred-thousand watts of power and nonsense


I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip
I am a dangerous force on the mic, ready to destroy anyone with my rhymes. I also have a powerful gun


Touch one if any, that's my complexing conquest
If anyone tries to mess with me, I will conquer them easily, without any effort


Now tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest
Don't try to accuse or challenge me in court, because I will admit no wrongdoing


From none of y'all, please
Don't even bother talking to me


I potty train pissy-ass rugrat for free
I am so good that I can train a difficult child for free


Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee
I am keeping the profit for myself and my crew, not sharing with anyone else


That's how we do, powerful, movin on ya left!
This is how we operate, with strength and confidence, moving ahead of our competition


Mista who, Meth, black gorilla, beatin on his chest
I am Meth, a formidable and powerful rapper who is like a black gorilla, beating my chest in triumph


I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya Neck
You should be careful and follow the rules, or else face the consequences


I suggest, you wear a vest makin all them threats
You should protect yourself because you're making threats against someone who is dangerous like me


Here's a chin check that cash and splash niggas in half
I am hitting you with a strong punch, and taking your money, splitting you in half


Smash rappers like hash (smoke em down to ashes)
I am destroying other rappers, smoking them down to ashes


At last it's the crew that party crashes the masses
My crew is the one who comes in and takes over the party by force


Madness wildin out like special ed classes
We are wilding out like a crazy special education class


Straight out the gate, meet Tony
As soon as we start, get ready because here we come


Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one arm
I am the leader of leaders, the one-armed king of New York who is powerful and unstoppable


Been at nutcrunch last cinnamon toast wit power rose
I have been through tough experiences that have made me stronger, like a powerful rose growing through the cracks


Whips dirty, dustin my bitch, FUCK PAROLE!
My cars are dirty but I don't care, and I don't follow the rules of parole


Peace shout he's Wallee Timb's, wild out (wild out)
Someone is shouting out Wallee Timb's name, and we are getting wild (partying hard)


We in the spot, guns go off though
We are in the club, and people are firing guns


Came out his mask it was Ollie North
Someone has taken off their mask and is revealed to be Ollie North (a controversial political figure)


Oh shit, what up what up Ghost
Oh wow, what's going on Ghost?


Congratulations on your new flick
Congratulations on your new movie


Burn it dead who max the most
Let's go party hard and have fun


Word up you got the most Clarks
I acknowledge that you have the most Clarks (stylish shoes)


Bravehearts spin this
I am singing a song for the Bravehearts crew


For under come down in the pale he need minutes
Someone is coming down to meet us, but needs a few minutes


Told y'all before I kick doors off the hinges
I am warning you, I can kick down doors with ease


Ain't no cooler and there ain't no Guinness
There's no one cooler than me, and I don't need any alcohol to have a good time


Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
I have a lot of money, and I have style like Barry Blue and Keanu Reeves


Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus
I am so good at golf that I can play on the same tour as Jack Nicklaus


Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury
I have statues of the Virgin Mary, and I smoke weed that's so strong it can bust a thermometer


Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey
I am tough and can handle any situation, even a big storm while giving out food




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHARLES, COLES, DIGGS, NOBLE, SMITH

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