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Run Away Slaves

Master P

Da Crime Family

1999

(Call us jiggaboos) 

And did deals with the Indians 

(Wild Coyotes) 

Ain't no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks 



[Chorus]

Born and raised by wolves in the dead of night
Taste of razor blades wouldn't take my life
Sleep outside beneath the hollow moon
Better hide, I got

the wolves of the wild
Shadows scurrying in the moonlight
Circling us in the darkness

Searing fire in our torches
With the cold light of the day

sphere,
The prophet plays a part, this is what he sees in there
Wolves are tracking a child, wounded by a thorn rose
A mother lost in the wild, still

one of my locs, then the wolves gon' stretch him
The way you niggas switchin' sides, shit's so perplexing
Preppin' up this dope shit to serve, I got

the forest with wild roses in my hair
You will find me in the witching hour when wolves leave their lairs

Where the wild roses grow

Meet me by the old ivy

gotta face the fact
I was raised by wolves now I lead the pack
We howl at the moon we're family strong
Mess with us you'll soon be gone
I've climbed

Not scared to stand alone

Wild girl, running with the wolves
Never could really follow all the rules
Guided and led by spirit
Her enemies better fear

backs
On and on
We're the wild and the free
Come meet my friends sword and axe

Two by two we scout the beach
Arrows fly
We're out of reach
An ambush set

could never get enough
Late night parties, getting wasted, hanging tough

Jessie Lee danced with dreamers and with fools 
And the wild wolves who were

this race
Yeah I do this for my brothers that ain't have no place to stay
Now we glow in the night because these diamonds by our face
We got pounds in

All in I can see I can see that ya all in
Show us the same love you show drug dealers
All in I can see I can tell by the way you talkin
Show me da

a pack of wild wolves
I'm runnin' like hell through the woods
I pray that I'm not misunderstood
By people who could never see the good
It's too cold to be

Was good who sent
Old friends stuck in the pen
No regrets in my life
So I proudly represent
In the wild camping no tent
I spit a sea I sit

get a bag, you blow it
By the way i tote the mag, I show it
Niggas really hoes and they weak if you ask me
That's why I keep a pole, I be damn if I

mortal miracles
Share sentimental rituals
Like light bending visuals

Wild arrowed decisions 
Vacant debates of high and low intentions
Relative precision

​​The war wasn’t over
Took flight, spitfires
On the hill
My pride, lies in embers
Disguise, moonlight
Ever still

Where the wolves run wild
And I am

Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I

wolves. You know dogs like us were meant to run wild like wolves. 

But instead we're tamed, by the same damn thing.
I grew up in my old town Lord, it

A STRANGE AND FURTIVE FIGURE
RUNNING THROUGH THE CLIFFS

A WILD LOOKING MAN
WIELDING HIS SPEAR

ALWAYS BESIDE THE WOLVES
MORE ANIMAL THAN A MAN

A STRANGE AND FURTIVE FIGURE
RUNNING THROUGH THE CLIFFS

A WILD LOOKING MAN
WIELDING HIS SPEAR

ALWAYS BESIDE THE WOLVES
MORE ANIMAL THAN A MAN

Do, do you suppose we'll meet any wild animals
We might
Animals that, that..
Eat straw

Some, but mostly lions and tigers and bears
Lions
And tigers

apache Queensbridge corner athlete
at 6-1 170 plus
Hennyed up walk around like I could never be touched
the whole clique be heavily truck
peep the style

Yea, yea
In the middle of the night I go night train
My bitch a pro athlete she play mind games
I took the elevator up a hundred flights man