Run Dirty Run Lyrics - Osirus - Ol' Dirty Bastard

I don't walk, I stalk, living foul like pork 

Shutting down underground streets of New York 

Hawk is what the niggas call me, 'cause they all be 

Sucking my dick and my mother fucking balls, G 

I know the half, so I laugh with 'em 

Blood bath when I let the fucking rap hit 'em 

Full clip, but only half did 'em, 

That's all it took, another crook taken out over a dirty look 

I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead 

You're not taking a fucking thing from me but hot lead 

You know my style, fagot, 'cause I'm always scheming 

In Jail, niggas holdin' a sink, screaming 

Police! But you got no peace 

Yo, was that you, big man, and a lot more grease? 

All I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of this 

Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be running this 

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide 

Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul 

Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black, and blue 

Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you 

Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew 

Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do? 

Sister of the universe, selecting me in time 

I'm falling down upon the Earth and singing truth in rhyme 

If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I'm through, 

And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you! 

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide 

Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul 

Argh, yargh, yargh, yargh 

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide 

Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul 

What you motherfuckers invented 

Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented 

Most know, don't front on Ol' Dity Bastard 

I call on Jesus 

There's no obstacles that you have to jump 

There's no walls that you have to climb 

This is real, this is elementary, dear, elementary, Watson 

Elementary, argh! 

I ain't no picture on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch 

You don't want this money till it's rich 

Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free 

Go against the grain, I got the P 

I know you don't recognize me now, I done cocooned 

How many lightning bolts do it take to light up a fucking moon? 

Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me 

We don't need it, it gets more ugly 

Fools tryin' to bust their ass, 

Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name 

I call myself in the bitch butthole 

All the same, all the same, all the same 

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide 

Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul