You Don’t Wanna Run Up

[Chorus: General Jeff, Cyco with Rodney O & Joe Cooley, & James Brown]
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah (Yeah, you won't come up)
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Fool, you won't come up

[Verse 1: Rodney O]
You don't wanna run up, you know what's happenin'
Rodney O can do more than just rappin'
I'll drop a bomb on your jaw like foreman
Take you on one on one like jordan
Step back and say "Man, what you thought"
Smoke you like a cigarette and not get caught
Now you know that I don't play
I beat you down like a crip from LA
So you don't wanna run up, you get done up
Beat you down from night until sun up
Cause I'm getting fed up, we can go head up
Rodnеy O's on the mic, I won't let up

[Verse 2: Joe Cooley]
You don't wanna run up, cause you'rе quite scared
Joe Cooley, the DJs' nightmare
Comin' off strange, looking crazy
Cause I know you DJs can't fade me
Joe Cooley's on the mic for the first time
Straight doggin' and hoggin' and gettin' mines
These hands, I can use 'em like a bolt, and
Why don't you run up and let me check that chin
With the grin, puttin' doohickeys on your head
Next to dogs and the sucker start running scare
When I grab the mic you better shut up
Like I said nigga, you don't wanna up

[Chorus: General Jeff with Rodney O & Joe Cooley, & James Brown]
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah (Haha, yeah)
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah (Yeah, you won't come up)
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Come on, get it, ah
You don't wanna run up
Come on, get it, ah
Fool, you get done up

[Verse 3: General Jeff]
You don't wanna run, you get done up
Beat down, from sun down til sun up
So what up, step up if you wanna get whack
Cause I'm putting motherfuckers on their back
Take my advice and don't step to the general
Cause when it's on that, nigga's invisible
It don't matter if the odds are in your favor
You better fear that mafioso type behavior
I don't wanna say what I might do
Cause my next victim might be you
You're talking trash and you don't wanna shut up
Yeah, but you don't wanna run up

[Verse 4: Rodney O]
You don't wanna run up, I pull my gun up
In your face fool, so what you wanna do, fool?
Good to go, Rodney O will start whackin' ya
And like a psycho, I keep coming after ya
I'm not showing no shame or mercy
Killing rhymes and suckers in the first degree
So hit the deck, jump as if I was robbin' ya
So don't run up on the hip-hop mafia
Can you cope with the dope-ness I'm throwing to ya
What you thought fool, we got the formula
So don't run up ya'll, the new anthem
Rodney O dropping fools at random

[Verse 5: General Jeff]
(How could you) figure that you can pull the trigger on a six foot four nigga
Bigger than you, so what you wanna do?
General Jeff ain't a punk and won't be punk
Breaking niggas down to the size of a tree stump
Don't creep up tryna do a bum rush
Cause I'll show you the meaning you of a bone crush
Stop your ass like a grape
And with the quickness, I won't hesitate
To smoke your crew like a barbeque pit
You don't run up, so sit
Back and watch daddy rip up the track
The hip-hop mafia is taking over rap