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Police are at my door, what do they want me for?
I robbed a liquor store, but that was fourteen years ago
At first I hit the floor, out through the back I soar
I hit the alley and I
Run like I've never run before
Run to the center, run to the core
Run like I've never run before

I don't wanna go to jail
'Cause that shit's no fun to me
Don't wanna spend all of eternity in hell
But I know that shit's comin' to me

I hit eleventh street, with no shoes on my feet
I hear the fuzz, the like to go off, brutalize and beat
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I hitch a ride to Jersey, I'm feelin' tired and thirsty
But all that's on my mind is
Run like I've never run before
Run to the center, run to the core
Run like I've never run before

I don't wanna go to jail
'Cause that shit's no fun to me
Don't wanna spend all of eternity in hell
But I know that shit's comin' to me

I don't wanna go to jail
I've done my time
Aint got nobody to come and post my bail
Somebody dropped that dime
That dime, that slime