(feat. Ghostface, Kool G Rap, Raekwon, Lord Tariq, ...)



[Verse 1: Ghostface]

Yeah! Come on! I know many boney niggas that knock big niggas out

Force MC's to write more when my pen is out

Indian Gym's pedestal prince sit on thrones

Crack bones hardly pay back loans

Fuck a Maybach I hash back a three G stone

One bitch, four fifth, rubber grip, never hidden it's shown

This is for dirt balm niggas wingworm babies who smell like piss in school

Smoke wombs, rob and tote tools

Jail and poke fools, bash niggas in the head

With forties after thatm shake your hand and get more brew

Please be at ease God, fuck the disease God

You rap niggas front on me, I'm a squeeze God

Headline, man get sprayed by retard

Ghostly thing, he left behind the red clark

His gun bark up big trees

Made his best with a bomb and fluid, olivie oil and mint leaves

When y'all bag up your fuckin bottles is empty

We serve glaciers that's why the fiends is friendly



[Chorus:]

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime

I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave!!!



[Verse 2: Kool G. Rap]

Then, uh, what! Bread ridiculous, heads want a whiff of this

Glad for hypocrites layin back and triple this

Model heads hollow heads and the nickel fifth

When I juggle fuck a double nigga flip with chips

Sets I cripple this let a nigga nipple kiss

The scene'll hit or miss I'll show you where you ticklish

The more iceyed out need to bang your wifey out

She like the way my Rose Gold chain swing my thing bang

Know I got niggas in Sing Sing like Ving Rhames

I'm not a nigga that maintain the same dames

I'm steady switchin up, Chevy truck glistened up

I'm not them other suckers motherfuckers listen up

This nigga riffin what, who the fuck is kissin up

You own the cake you'll get ducktaped listen up

The goon trace when they say Buck lift 'em up

New York plates on the interstate shiftin up, what



[Chorus:]

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime

I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave!!!



[Verse 3: Raekwon]

Aiyyo! Squeezin your hammer jammin it

Each of my niggas gamblin with people don't think we family

Clark whip up call up Sammy

I clash with major paper my blood is an alligator

My style is a mile away from y'all niggas Sal of haters

We came to take it over my plane is delayed I drove up with hangers and back up rovers

Movin through the rain with golfers

Who carry heavy armor with bangers and rep regardless

Chef will play the Jeffrey Dahmer dig you when I'm in your garments

Y'all niggas is 'spicious, supercrabfragilistic

Niggas that I'm against is ginzu 'em with the quickness

Rappers is pussy so soft, mad gushy

Go north, your your dad pushed me schooled him cause he had a pussy

We puff crazy reefa too tough the thing'll heat ya up

Got them leeches off your ass nigga keep shit up

We blown the speakers and Chef go and season shit up

Release of the gutter and still wanna beat shit up, whattup!!!



[Chorus:]

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime

I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave!!!



[Verse 4: Lord Tariq]

Lord the borough's mainframe, I remain the same chain

Lames play the game to gain cock and aim the than thang (Bang!!!)

I let the thang rang then became the king of caine

Gettin chains slingin thangs no different than Richard mane

Call a order off the water y'all native New Yorker

Caught a case the law was lacin y'all with eights and raw the states applaud

Facin it for sure with just the taste the states and laws

Made to degrade my age limit diminish my cause 

Ain't nothin to us nothin move us tightly knitten up and through us

Type of shit the hype the gripe I got despite my life is it

And what you talk is what we walk

And what we up we love this spot

Place none above me of course faithfully yours

I hate when it warms, rapin the law

Came through the door with a cape and cane

Sayin my name wavin the four

Displayin the false aim and then buss claim it was yours

Ain't no team hotter than Team Saga sign the Lord!!!



[Chorus:]

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime

I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave!!! 



[Verse 5: Big Daddy Kane]

Who wanna feel the fire from me fuckin with the don

Just save the Ying Yang for Lil' Jon kid it's on

Got the coffin case Slay they try to connect

They know that, Stuyvesant vet a be the livest we get rid of

Greasy is from where the sleezy is from

Devious one, and anytime you need me it's done

Some talkin off the yap trip and what they gonna do?

But know they couldn't find the fuckin heart with John Q

I'm hear to warn you, we vouched your plans

My name is sent to 'mounts of millions you get thousand fans

Little fly by night nigga that's about to land

Let me take the shit up out of your hands

Understand, your games won't work can't hide your own jerk

And any technicalities I'm pullin on skirts

Beside the mink jacket that be where the chrome lurks

So make sure my paper write like we checkin homework, come on 



[Chorus:]

Streetrunner gotta stop runnin sometime

I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave, I'm gonna make you leave!!!



[Outro: DJ KaySlay]

DJ KaySlay Drama King!!! Five deadly venoms!!

Ghostface Killah, Kool G. Rap, Raekwon The Chef, Lord Tariq, Big Daddy Kane!!!

We out!!!