This is a song about "Hit and run"

We have nothing in common

Get of the mic, beat it and run

To meet run-d.m.c. and induct them

In the heartz of men

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

You're a level one and i'm the devil's son you bevel run

And i am one of one

Bitch leme hit that home run

And say, might make, some hit

I was on my sway shit

Run and hide and look for a cop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop