Nowhere to Run (Vapor Trail)
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my nigga
I ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-whitey, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus in the motherfucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
Unh, fuck it
Unh, come on!
Unh, Unh
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
Blood bath went I let the fuckin' rap hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
Taken out over a dirty look
I bag niggas, but niggas with trash shot dead
You're only takin' a fuckin' thing from me but hot lead
You know my style faggot, cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'
"Police," but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, niggas want none of this
Back streets are like track meets cause I be runnin' this
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open doors again
I'm still afraid of you (straight up, motherfucker)
Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew (come on)
Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do? (straight up)
System of the universe, selecting me in time (come on)
I'm falling down upon the earth, and singing truth in rhyme (come on)
If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I flew (come on)
And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you (Dirt Dog in effect)
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on)
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
What you motherfuckers invented
Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented
Ha ha ha ha ha
Most know, don't front on Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ha ha ha ha
I call on Jesus
There's no obstacles that you have to jump
There's no walls that you have to climb
This is real, this is elementary, dear
Elementary, Watson, elementary
Ahhhhh
I ain't no picture on your fucking wall, necklace wearin' bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done cocooned
How many lightning bugs do it take to light up a fucking moon?
Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me
We don't need it, it gets more ugly
Bitches was tryin' to bust their ass
Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name
I call myself in the bitch butthole
All the same, all the same, all the same
Ain't nowhere to run
Ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go
Reaper saved your soul
Ahhh yi yi yi yi
What, motherfucker?
Don't try to psychology my shit, motherfucker
Cause you'll never psychology it, motherfucker
Never, never, never, motherfucker, never
I'm a give a shout out to my nigga
I ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-whitey, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus in the motherfucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
Unh, fuck it
Unh, come on!
Unh, Unh
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
Blood bath went I let the fuckin' rap hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
Taken out over a dirty look
I bag niggas, but niggas with trash shot dead
You're only takin' a fuckin' thing from me but hot lead
You know my style faggot, cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'
"Police," but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, niggas want none of this
Back streets are like track meets cause I be runnin' this
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open doors again
I'm still afraid of you (straight up, motherfucker)
Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew (come on)
Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do? (straight up)
System of the universe, selecting me in time (come on)
I'm falling down upon the earth, and singing truth in rhyme (come on)
If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I flew (come on)
And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you (Dirt Dog in effect)
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on)
Ain't nowhere to run (cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't nowhere to go (cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
What you motherfuckers invented
Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented
Ha ha ha ha ha
Most know, don't front on Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ha ha ha ha
I call on Jesus
There's no obstacles that you have to jump
There's no walls that you have to climb
This is real, this is elementary, dear
Elementary, Watson, elementary
Ahhhhh
I ain't no picture on your fucking wall, necklace wearin' bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done cocooned
How many lightning bugs do it take to light up a fucking moon?
Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me
We don't need it, it gets more ugly
Bitches was tryin' to bust their ass
Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name
I call myself in the bitch butthole
All the same, all the same, all the same
Ain't nowhere to run
Ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go
Reaper saved your soul
Ahhh yi yi yi yi
What, motherfucker?
Don't try to psychology my shit, motherfucker
Cause you'll never psychology it, motherfucker
Never, never, never, motherfucker, never
Credits
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Russell T. Jones, Rick Rubin, John Osbourne, Jack Martin Blades, Kenneth David Jordan, Scott Kirkland
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