Lyrics:

Cream
wake Up, Buckle Up Son Of A Gun. Whats Dat Packem Up... Gotta Go - Run
filled Da Tub Wid Da Blood, What Have I Done
its Late, Get Ya Coat, Son Of A Gun
ma Teeth Full Of Bees, Honey Bun
ma Arms Collard Greens- Big As A Pond
both Thighs Ma Knees, (Son Of A Gun) Are Wet From Da Blood
what Have I Done 

pigeon
u Go I Be Right Wid U
watch Too Many Movies, It Will Get U
if Ya Girls Wanna Cum, They Could Cum 2
bless U If You Go Atichew
Run Like Forest Gump, While Ya Girls Cant Hold Their Rump
We Know Phat Loodys Do Thump
da Whole Scene, I Would Give It Two Thumbs Up!
up We Go Like Super Man Down We Go Like Mary Jane
walk On Da Wall Like Spiderman
no Matter What U Want, We Could Take U There

cream
in 10 Minutes Its Gonna Be Sunny
Da Men Wid Da Suits Da Big Money, Will Be Here
There Be No Use Runnin
get Ya Coat Gotta Go When Da Heats Cumin

chorus
don't Stop Runnin Son Of A Gun,
i Be Right Behind U Runnin Sun Of A Gun
don't Stop Runnin Son Of A Gun
nobodys Chasin U So U Don't Need To Run