Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry I ask myself why, oh why See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5, so I'll be gone till November Said, I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl you, I'll be gone till November I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl you, I'll be gone till November January, February, March, April, May I see you crying, but girl I can't stay I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November I can't give a kiss to my mother When I come back, there'll be no need to clock I have enough money to buy out the blocks Tell my brother, go to school in September So he won't mess up in summer school in the summer Tell my cousin Jerry, wear his condom If you don't wear condom, you'll see a red run Woah-oh-oh-oh You suck at MCs, you got no flow I heard your style, you S.O.S.O. Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry I ask myself, why oh why See you must understand, I can't work at 9 to 5 So I'll be gone till November Said, I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl, yo I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl, yo I'll be gone till November January, February, March, April, May I see you crying, but girl I can't stay I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November Don't give a kiss to my mother I had to flip nuttin' and turn it into somethin' Hip-hop turns to the future rock when I smash a pumpkin' Commit treason, then I have a reason to hunt you down It's pony ride, it's rapper season Hear you with the loud voice, posin' like the top choice voice I make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce Besides, I got my girl to remember And I committed, that I'll be back in November Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry I ask myself, why oh why See you must understand, I can't work a nine to five So I'll be gone till November Said I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl, I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You tell my girl, yo I'll be gone till November January, February, March, April, May I see you crying, but girl I can't stay Said I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November You give a kiss to my mother I know the hustle's hard, but we got an enterprise The carnival