Gina, oh Gina (yeah), ah, ah, ah
Bad things happen to the people you love
And you find yourself prayin' up to heaven above
But honestly, I never had much sympathy
'Cause those bad things, I always saw them comin' for me
I'm gonna run, run away (oh, I)
Run away, run away (oh, I, I, I)
Run away and never come back (well, alright)
Run, run away, run, run away (oh, I)
Run away (oh, I, I, I)
Show 'em that your color is black, well, alright
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
You know I got a girl back home
You got a man, what you want, what you want?
What these bitches want?
From a nigga on some DMX shit, huh
I know them other niggas love trickin'
On some DMX shit, but not me
Now I'm sure you done heard about me
A black star, most def quality
Good, so them bad hoes try me, they try me, huh
This is Martin Luther King in the club gettin' dubs, huh
With a bad bitch in his ear
Sayin' that she down for whatever, huh
In the back of his mind is Carella
And she knows, oh, oh, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows
And deep down she knows, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows
Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I, I, I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I, I, I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Got me up so high
Tryin' to get a piece of that apple pie, uh
Oh, I be up so high
Tryin' to get a piece of that apple pie
Got me up so high
Tryin' to get a piece of that apple pie
Oh, I be up so high
Tryin' to get a piece of that apple pie
Whoa, alright, oh, I, oh, I, I, I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I, I, I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Run away, run away, back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Run away, run away, back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Run away, run away, back
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Run away, run away, back