[Cheri]
  This is a story about two riders
  One's from Chicago
  And the other is from New York
    [Twista]
  Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
  But I'm coming back with a vengence
  Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
  Thought it was the end
  Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence
  Where they been since?
  Let me not go deep in the story
  But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
  Got me going off in the zone
  Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
  Hear the drama how it happen
  Back for one minute
  You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
  When I plays the beholder
  Hit the land like a crusier
  But in the Range with the Rov'
  Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
  Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
  I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
  Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
  But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
  P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
  Blast when you crash through the exit
  We still alive but the opposition gotta die
  When they go then it's on to the next shit
  When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
  Thus crackin' our winshield
  That stud shoulda been killed
  Kept shootin' 'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill
  Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen
  Ain't nobody here to hold it
  Feelin the escape was kinda golden
  Now we dozin'
  More niggas have rolled in
  They started comin' at us with high-tech shit
  It's only so much one mac can do
  But you know what we got to do
  Don't get in the wind
  Is it the end or chapter 2
  They coming after you
    [1] - [Cheri]
  Living my life on the run
  With these niggas coming after me
  Is this the way that it has to be
  I can't tell these dreams from reality
  Now I'm not afraid to die
  So it really don't matter to me
  It just might be my destiny
  I hope you niggas is ready for me
    [Puffy]
  Yeah, yeah
  Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces
  As the trouble increases
  Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases
  I'm on the run like Jesus
  The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness
  Killers on our asses, plus I'm in 'suit, winney badges
  Red and blue light flashing
  Now, let's see who's the fastest
  Slide through the street like a real C
  Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift
  Damn it, ain't no brakes
  I feel like a enemy of the state
  We on the run like Will Smith
  Pumpin' some real shit
  Since the car won't slow down
  I had to crash through a window
  Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown
  Didn't know what we was in for
  Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition for the gun play
  Now I hear some bullets ricochet, motherfucker's got to get away
  T., let's go this a-way through the ally
  Where these niggas can't score me
  And max me a building attack me
  Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me
  There 20 minutes exactly
  Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out
  Get set for the hardcore, could you tell where the sky phone
  Me and T. on the plane on our way to Chicago
  When we landed in O'Hare
  A cop yelled out "Freeze, we sent here to capture you"
  Nigga, you know what we got to do
  Tell me, is this the end or chapter 2
  They comin' after you
    [Repeat 1]
    [Twista]
  People better get goin' for the big clone
  Leave our shit blown
  Coming at us with a C gun, gotta get calm
  Then I pick up on the jet phone
  So I could see if my bitch home (hello)
  Hope the cop that drop them and took a strap then split
  Simply, but we acted quick
  Damn, there was a glock
  Then we dipped up in the parkin' lot
  We saw one Jag' at the Jack-O-V
  When we got up on the highway, too smooth
  Run away to the hood and we workin' with some new rules
  Can't be one who loose
  Go to the hideout, make a call for some new tools
  And I'm feelin' these fools, we got beef who can die
  That want a piece of the pie
  But now we got his keys to the shop
  And niggas gotta live slow 'till at lesat if they try
    [Puffy]
  Now we can flip my bitch named Angela
  She my weed and my wipe and handler
  Branding her with a tattoo with my name on it
  Make her feel like I'm the man for her
  But she lookin' suspicious
  And somebody at the front door
  Now she looking scared
  Soon as I let out the air saying my bitch
  Angie up and shot T. in the leg
    [Twista]
  Should go through the back door
  Feelin' torture and pain
  I heard shots in the front
  Oh we about to die
  Straight Kamakozi and ride
  There are two things from the start
  You wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
  I can't make it that easy to ride for me
  And when I saw the enemy, I let it ride
  Tell me, is this the end or chapter 3?
  They comin' after me
    [Repeat 1 until fade]