Now I'm on the run
On the run from it all
I'd rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
I'm 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 can't say I understand
Now I'm 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 fuck was you thinkin
Do I look like the kind of
mothafucker you can cheat on
You lookin like a fuckin whore I can beat on
But I ever touched ya
Never layed a single hand
Nair hair on your head
I never touch a single strand
While I sittin here waiting
Knowin what's bout to happen
There goin get me for domestic cause
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
I'm 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 mothafuckas lookin
silly with they blood sprayed all around
And I'm sittin here thinkin where
the fuck am I goin to go
Burn the whole fuckin trailer to the dirt
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Adiãs mothafuckas see you later
When I kicked in the door of a double wide trailer
And I saw your fuckin 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 driven into your chest
And I hate to interrupt
While he's givin it to ya
The last thing you saw was his face and my ruger

Now I'm on the run
On the run from it all
I'd rather be shot dead
Then locked up with the law
I'm 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 blew back and sippin wine
And while your laid out burnin
Lookin crispy like some KFC
Do a little soul searchin
mothafucka cause never shoulda
fucked 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
I'm 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 can't take nothin
Nothin at all
Gotta leave my buckets, 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 Fuck y'all