Too Much Trouble – Fugitives on the Run

Too Much Trouble – Fugitives on the Run Lyrics

Artist: Too Much Trouble
Song: Fugitives on the Run

Fugitive on the run
It’s a new thang (yeah)
Tmt is the name (yeah)
Yo, bring that sh#t, d from the motherf#ckin nickel

Damn straight, i’m from the nickel, yeah i’m cool with the bums
Young crazy motherf#cka, attitude real dumb
Short second off my #ss, i’m getting crazy looks
And don’t regret one f#ckin’ second about the lives i took

I did the sh#t because i love the trigger play
Who gives a f#ck? they asses gonna die anyway
So f#ck a aggravated, i’m always mad
I got problems, you can solve them, so kiss my #ss

Time to get paid, i’m loading up the f#ckin ammo
This is a real motherf#cka, f#ckin off the grand folks
And when i’m about running out of bullets and sh#t
You damn right, i got a clip sitting right next to my dick, trick

Marching down the street like i’m ready for war
I never take care of my business in a g#dd#mn car
I’m creeping like, yeah, i’m finna rob the hotel
See, life’s a chill, i’m sweating like hell

The motherf#ckas spaz, time to finish my task
Grab the #ss of the gun and broke the g#dd#mn glass
Freeze motherf#cka and don’t ya make a move
Don’t say jack sh#t unless i tell yo #ss to

Open the safe and hurry up and get with it
She looked at me crazy and said, “ain’t no money in it”
That’s b#llsh#t! imma ask ya one more time
Don’t make me unhappy, yo life’s on the line

Open the safe! (but ain’t no money in it!)
*fired shots*
Stupid #ss b#tch should’ve did it!
Broke out quick, knew damn well i wasn’t clean

Had my nuts to my dick plus an uzi machine
But i be damned if i ditch my sh#t
I’ll bar none police son of b#tch
If the pigs catch up with me, we can shoot, i don’t care

I’ll be damned to get killed by an electric chair
Guess i never stop killing motherf#ckas for fun
So now drunk d is a fugitive on the run
Yeah ghetto is his name (mmmhmm)

Pimping hoes is his game (mmmhmm)
You know them penitentiary boys just couldn’t hold him
I’m x rated like a p#rno flick
Escape from the pen, a black smart convict

Who is aggravated, i wonder if i can get even
You think i worship the devil cause i’m scheming like a demon?
Coming like a ninja, taking life real swift
Murder one is a hobby and i’m f#ckin hip

I escaped from jail, ready to raise some hell
I need a bill 50 to get some wholesale
I went to rob a store for some #ss quick cash
Ducked into my car and threw on the hockey mask

Went into the store with my g#dd#mn weapon
Bust a cap in the clerk, cause the b#tch was half steppin’
I took all their money, what is done is done
Now the ghetto mc is a fugitive on the run

We all know size ain’t sh#t (yeah!)
But dwarfs spray real quick (yeah!)
The lil white boy? this motherf#cka takes no sh#t
Hooked up with tmt and i’m loading my gun

I’m the crazy motherf#cka that they call bar none
Standing four foot three, yeah i’m easy to spot
And while you’re cappin’, so is a g#dd#mn cop
Now let me hear yo #ss high cap some more

*fired shots*
Man, f#ck you hoe!
Now you know i’m trigger happy with my gun
Bar none’s a f#ckin’ fugitive on the run

Can i take you a lil further? (hell, yeah!)
Here’s one bad motherf#cka (ah, sh#t!)
Now imma give a lil taste of my n#gg#
Mr. scarface

I’m back on the motherf#ckin run, being hunted
Top ten, lining up in harris county’s most wanted
? viewing motherf#ckas on a night line
Scarface f#cked up sh#t for a lifetime

Babies were suffocated, n#gg#s getting buried
Didn’t matter who i brought it to, cause sh#t didn’t scare me
I had to get mine, didn’t really matter how i got it
Packed the motherf#ckin .357 and i shot it

You say kill him, i say kill him, leaving motherf#ckas broke
Like jason, splitting heads like a motherf#ckin cantaloupe
Grabbing and stabbing, word them up i have to have it
I’m a motherf#ckin savage and now i’m running like a rabbit

I live my life by the gun
And mr. scarface is a fugitive on the run
Ah hahaha, hahahaha!
Fool!
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Release Year: 1992

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