Now I`m on the run
On the run from it all
I`d rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN
No place to hide
And I gotta leave my whole world behind me
My dog and my double wide

You might call me pathetic
You might say that I`ve lost my mind
Sittin here in the driveway baby and clutchin on a forty-five
But ya did me so wrong
And I cant say I understand
Now Im bout to blow ya brains out bitch into the arms of another man
I cought you creep`n
And now you goin to be sleepin with the worms in the dirt
What the f**k was you thinkin
Do I look like the kind of mothaf**ker you can cheat on
You lookin like a f**kin whore I can beat on
But I ever touch
Never layed a single hand
Nair hair on your head
Never touch a single strand
While I sittin here knowin whats bout to happen
There goin get me for domestic because the pistol did the slapin

Now I`m on the run
On the run from it all
I`d rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN
No place to hide
And I gotta leave my whole world behind me
My dog and my double wide

Standin here in our bedroom
With your body laid on the ground
Two dead mothaf**kas lookin silly with they blood sprayed all around
And I`m sittin here thinkin where the f**k am I goin to go
Burn the whole mothaf**kin trailer to the dirt
And its off to Mexico
Adi`s mothaf**kas see you later
When I kicked in the door of a double wide trailer
And I saw your f**kin titties steady bouncin like Hydraulics
And the next door neighbor had you fold like a wallet
And I got to really say I was kind of impressed
The way your heals of your feet was drivin into your chest
And I hate to interrupt while he`s givin it to you
The last thing you saw was his face in my boot

Now I`m on the run
On the run from it all
I`d rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN
No place to hide
And I gotta leave my whole world behind me
My dog and my double wide

They ain`t neva gonna catch me
I wont do a lick of time
I`ll ve on a beach under an umbrella gettin blow back sippin wine
And while your laid out burnin
Lookin crispy like some KFC
Do a little soul searchin mothaf**ka cause never shoulda f**ked with me

Now I`m on the run
On the run from it all
I`d rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN
No place to hide
And I gotta leave my whole world behind me
My dog and my double wide
And I cant take nothin
Nothin at all
Gotta leave my bucket my toaster and my saw
Had a poster of Stone Cold
Still up on the wall
Had to leave town in a hurry
Tell the police I said
F**k y`all