Brotha Lynch Hung - Running Back (Pt. 2) lyrics

Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
I keep runnin' back to you
I tried to refrain
But your nectar's so sweet and savory
I keep runnin' back to you

I used to shoot at 'em with
The homies out the six-four drop
Didn't never leave a witness
Ain't no callin' the cops
I had a knot in my pocket
I was ready to rock it
Had Dino in the back seat
G-Smoove in the cockpit
I got it locked
Niggas about to need 'em a locksmith
They knew they couldn't fuck with me
They just wanted to talk shit
But I don't have it
Let 'em have it, it's a habit
Hit 'em right in the breadbasket
Somebody better call a casket
I'm toxic
Poison like these Newport cigarettes
I'm smokin' on in the corner
Like a black Al Capone
I could call it
It could happen, I'm the captain
Hang his head up in the rafters then
Come back and get the transfer
I was always in the backseat swervin'
Higher than Michael Irvin
This shit wasn't workin'
I was thirty thinkin' back when I was twenty
Never thinkin' 'bout the money
That's funny
'Cause I was

Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
I keep runnin' back to you
(Runnin' back to you)
I tried to refrain
But your nectar's so sweet and savory
I keep runnin' back to you

Back in the day I used to cut 'em
And gut 'em and wrap 'em up
Put they lyrics in a bag
Get a lighter and light it up
Caught the bus just to go to your school
I was a nut
Any bag a nigga had I was ready to put it up
I was all about the rappin'
My niggas was wanted, but
I wasn't married to the music
But I had an engagement comin' up
So I gotta find the rappers I
Want and tie 'em up
'Til they sign the dotted line and
Then battle me for the bucks
I used to let them rap and eat 'em up
Put 'em in a dark black
Sack then ship 'em off
I get the call when I'm
At that with the hatchet
If you got the skills let me
Show you you really soft
Rappers in a circle like meat in a meat truck
It reminds me of a barbeque
Pit when it lights up
After I eat every rapper in
The place and night's up
Grr, 'cause I was

Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
I keep runnin' back to you
I tried to refrain
But your nectar's so sweet and savory
I keep runnin' back to you

Oh-oh
Oh-whoa
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-whoa
Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohh
Oh-whoa
Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Runnin' back to you

Oh whoa, oh-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh whoa, oh-oh
Whoa-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse
Stuck in my past
'Bout to relapse