[Intro: Luke]

What you're about to hear is basically on the minds of all young black men.

The only way they figure they can get out of this run-down society, the 

only way to live, ... they consider theyself as fugitives.



[Verse 1: JT Money]

So what?  I got a dark complexion and gold teeth

Is that a reason to call the police?

On a nigga that's known to be a black sheep

They wanna throw my ass in the back seat

But a nigga can't stand it

The whole system's underhanded; I'm looked at as a bandit

So I go start a riot, but they gon' have to 

Bust a cap in my ass to keep me quiet

'Cause I can't be held down

I'ma fight for my shit so that makes me jail-bound

Here come the boys in blue to harass me

But all them punk mah'fuckers can kiss my ass, see

A nigga ain't scared to do time

I did it before; it's all in the mind

But I ain't tryin' to go back

And I'ma give all these motherfuckers hell, black

'Cause that's what they gave me

And ain't one bitch out there who can save me

But before they take me,

They gotta catch me.  What the fuck that make me?



A FUGITIVE. [x2]



[Verse 2: JT Money]

Here's the truth about my youth and my childhood

A buck wild and reckless, point blank and wild hood

Always up to no good, I had big dreams

Started movin' them thangs at age 16

Now I'm a young nigga sittin on G's

Only dealin' with O-Z's and keys

Every now and then I move a few quarters

To niggas scowlin' at me, I'm givin' orders

I never bag or flaunt, 'cause I'm a cool youth

Thinkin' of a plan that's fool-proof

Of how to increase my wealth

Made up my mind, it's time to go for self

Now here's somethin' that you never seen

A young nigga run his own shit at age 17

A year later, I'm greater than the average nigga

And my operation's still gettin' bigger

Of course I had to fly a few hits

Now I got a rep; I'm runnin' from the feds

Fuck 'em!  A nigga just can't win

They wanna see me rot in the state pen

Huh.  But I can't see it, black!

And I'ma haul ass like I'm runnin' track

'Cause I know they gon' fry me

So I move out of town, change my whole ID

Better yet, change my look before they seize me

Or a fool'l recognize me on TV

But before they can take me,

They gotta catch me.  What the fuck that make me?



A FUGITIVE. [x3]