Lyrics to Nowhere To Run
DMX - Nowhere To Run[ODB]Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?I'm a give a shout out to my niggasI ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-body, fuck thatBig Baby Jesus in the mother fucking houseKnow what I'm sayin'?[DMX]Unh, come onI don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like porkShuttin' down underground streets of New YorkHawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all beSuckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, GI know the half, so I laugh wit' 'emBlood bath went I let the fuckin' rap hit 'emFull clip, but only half did 'emThat's all it took, another crookTaken out over a dirty lookI bag game with niggas I leave shot deadYou're only taken a piss from me with hot ledYou know my style faggot, 'cause I'm always schemin'In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'Police, but you got no peaceYo, was that you big man, and alot mo' greaseAll I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of thisBack streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this[Chorus: Ozzy Osbourne]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)[Ozzy Osborune]Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you (straight up, mother fucker)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)Center of the universe, collecting 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'm through (come on)And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you (Dirt Dog in effect)[Chorus][ODB]ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on)[Chorus][ODB]ha ha ha ha ha ha haWhat you mother fuckers inventedIs the craziest nigga that ever been inventedha ha ha ha haMost know, don't front on Ol' Dity Bastardha ha ha haI call on JesusThere's no obstacles that you have to jumpThere's no walls that you have to climbThis is real, this is elementary dearElementary, Watson, ElementaryahhhhhI ain't no pictue on your fore wall, necklace wearin' beardYou don't want this money till it's richBuy my album, coded by Dirty, set you freeGo against the grain, I got the pI know you don't recognize me nowI dunked your tongueHow many lightening bulbs do it take to light up a fuck mode?Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of meWe don't need it, it gets more uglyFools tryin' to bust their assTryin' to get away from me when I said my real nameI call myself in the niggas buttholeAll the same, all the same, all the same[Ozzy Osborune]Ain't nowhere to runAin't nowhere to hideAin't nowhere to goReaper saved your soul[OD]Bahhh yi yi yi yiWhat, mother fucker?Don't try to psychology my shit, mother fucker'cause you'll never psychology it, mother fuckerNever, never, never, mother fucker, never
Songwriters: Simmons, Earl / Osbourne, Ozzy / Kirkland, Scott / Jordan, Ken / Blades, Jack Martin / Rubin, Rick / Jones, Russell T
Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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