(LYRICS) [Cheri]This is a story about two ridersOne\'s from ChicagoAnd the other is from New York[Twista]\nNow nigga what? You thinkin\' there be no repentance?\nBut I\'m coming back with a vengence\nRunnin\' like a ant since it was intense\nThought it was the end\nWish every motherfucker\'s in like sentence \nWhere they been since?\nLet me not go deep in the story\nBut damn it, I feel the fury when I\'mrapping\nGot me going off in the zone\nHit eleven niggas and bitches at home\nHear the drama how it happen\nBack for one minute\nYou remember I was grazed in the shoulder\nWhen I plays the beholder \nHit the land like a crusier \nBut in the Range with the Rov\'\nStill it feelin\' strange to a soldier\nMe and Puff trapped in the parking lot\nI done found the keys so let\'s crawl on the floor\nGot up beside the ride but we still trapped\nBut I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe\nP., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride\nBlast when you crash through the exit\nWe still alive but the opposition gottadie\nWhen they go then it\'s on to the next shit\nWhen the car screeched off, I blast my heat off\nThus crackin\' our winshield \nThat stud shoulda been killed\nKept shootin\' \'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill \nStarted catchin\' convulsions that we frozen \nAin\'t nobody here to hold it\nFeelin the escape was kinda golden\nNow we dozin\'\nMore niggas have rolled in \nThey started comin\' at us with high-tech shit \nIt\'s only so much one mac can do \nBut you know what we got to do \nDon\'t get in the wind \nIs it the end or chapter 2 \nThey coming after you\n\n1 - [Cheri]\nLiving my life on the run\nWith these niggas coming after me\nIs this the way that it has to be\nI can\'t tell these dreams from reality \nNow I\'m not afraid to die \nSo it really don\'t matter to me\nIt just might be my destiny \nI hope you niggas is ready for me\n\n[Puffy]\nYeah, yeah\nSaw my whole empire crumble into pieces \nAs the trouble increases\nEscape is the thesis when the car speed releases \nI\'m on the run like Jesus\nThe first chapter was sadness but this one is madness \nKillers on our asses, plus I\'m in \'suit, winney badges\nRed and blue light flashing\nNow, let\'s see who\'s the fastest \nSlide through the street like a real C\nHit the curb swervin\', but I\'m still swift\nDamn it, ain\'t no brakes \nI feel like a enemy of the state\nWe on the run like Will Smith\nPumpin\' some real shit \nSince the car won\'t slow down \nI had to crash through a window\nLevel shook but now we on foot with the showdown\nDidn\'t know what we was in for\nSomehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition for the gun play\nNow I hear some bullets ricochet, motherfucker\'s got to get away\nT., let\'s go this a-way through the ally\nWhere these niggas can\'t score me \nAnd max me a building attack me\nHeadin\' straight for Kennedy, they can\'t catch me \nThere 20 minutes exactlyGet tickets at the first airline, first flight out \nGet set for the hardcore, could you tell where the sky phone\nMe and T. on the plane on our way to Chicago \nWhen we landed in O\'Hare\nA cop yelled out \"Freeze, we sent here to capture you\"\nNigga, you know what we got to do \nTell me, is this the endor chapter 2\nThey comin\' after you\n\nRepeat 1\n\n[Twista]\nPeople better get goin\' for the big clone\nLeave our shit blownComing at us with a C gun, gotta get calmThen I pick up on the jet phoneSo I could see if my bitch home (hello)Hope the cop that drop them and took a strap then splitSimply, but we acted quickDamn, there was a glockThen we dipped up in the parkin\' lotWe saw one Jag\' at the Jack-O-VWhen we got up on the highway, too smoothRun away to the hood and we workin\' with some new rulesCan\'t be one who looseGo to the hideout, make a call for some new toolsAnd I\'m feelin\' these fools, we got beef who can dieThat want a piece of the pieBut now we got his keys to the shopAnd niggas gotta live slow \'till at lesat if they try[Puffy]\nNow we can flip my bitch named Angela\nShe my weed and my wipe and handler\nBranding her with a tattoo with my name on it\nMake her feel like I\'m the man for her \nBut she lookin\' suspicious\nAnd somebody at the front door \nNow she looking scared \nSoon as I let out the air saying my bitch \nAngie up and shot T. in the leg\n\n[Twista]\nShould go through the back door\nFeelin\' torture and pain \nI heard shots in the front\nOh we about to die \nStraight Kamakozi and ride\nThere are two things from the start\nYou wanna go to war, I\'ll take you to war \nI can\'t make it that easy to ride for me\nAnd when Isaw the enemy, I let it ride\nTell me, is this the end or chapter 3?\nThey comin\' after me\n\nRepeat 1 until fade\n\nforever album Born Again P Diddy&Bad Boy Records Present:Life After Death 3.The Notorious BIG: Ready to Die bad, big, boy, craig, daddy, diddy, kim, lil, mack, notorious, puff, twista