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[E-40]I'm in some deep shit, I got some niggas from another clickOn that ass trying to run me off a fuckin cliffWhat should I do? Where should go?How could I fake 'em?Bust a bitch on that ass and try and shake em and bake emFull speed ahead, I know they want my ass deadStill on my bumper, makes a motherfucker wonderAll the dirt that I did, should just let them get meMaybe its because I killed Rodney and his whole familyRevenge, I see my life flashing, niggas blastingBrothas passing, trying to make me stay crashingInto the rocks beside me, fucking up the traffic17th in a Malibu Chevy classicBut I'm nothing humble, just call me Yapeez PasanoFull tank of petro, mobbin through the fucking tunnelShit it's bright, I think I see some daylightOver the night, you should have seen a brothas sides rightFit the corners on two shoes, I'm holly GWrapping my shit around a fifty foot oak treeGot out the car, seeing stars, I wasn't laggingRan out and hid behind a beat up station wagon[Hook]You've never seen a bitch nigga run so fast[E-40]Bouncing, sneaking, and peaking, hitting bushes and shitNever saw, like you did in that movie clipSteady busting, these motherfuckers ain't bluffingI'm hauling ass and renting bullets, constantly cussingScared as fuck, I wasn't trying to act hardThumbs up, and ran in a back yardJust as I was hoping the sliding door was wide openOut of breath, I locked the door and started talkingI need some help, I gotta bounce, someone's after mePlease don't panic, I need your help drasticlyI'm not a G, a killer, or a rapistI'm just a ordinary black man trying to make thisBusting my bubble, the couple didn't even freakThey said relax, I'll make some coffee, have a seatThe man said, whats your name broShit I don't know, you might decide to call the po-poHe said that ain't my thang, I used to be a leader of a gangShot twice in my chestI got wounds, where I've been stabbedHe took off his shirt and showed my his scabI said damn partner, how the fuck you survive some shit like thatLike that there without going into a comaHe said the Lord spared my lifeSo I could talk to people like you and teach them rightI was a dope pusher, big time drug abuserAlcoholic, dog blumer, but a shooterAll together working from the floorI said I better twist so I can call herNow I'm reached from coast to coastSaid to saved from the holy ghostI know you think your trappingBut let me pray for you junior and see what happensmore