Nowhere To Run (Vapor Trail) Lyrics

(With The Crystal Method, Dmx,'Ol Dirty Bastard, & Fuzzbubble) It's that shit, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm a give a shout out to my niggas I ain't givin' a shout out to no park, nobody, fuck that Big baby in the mother fucking house Know what I'm sayin'? Unh, come on 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 game with niggas I leave shot dead You're only taken a piss from me with hot led You know my style nigga, '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 alot mo' grease All I gets is pounds, you ain't 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) Surronded 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) Ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on) [chorus] Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha What you mother fuckers invented Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented Ha ha ha ha ha Most know, don't front on ol' dity bastard Ha ha ha ha I call on 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 pictue on your fore wall, necklace wearin' beard 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 the p I know you don't recognize me now I dunked your tongue How many lightening bulbs do it take to light up a fuck mode? Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me We don't need it, it gets more ugly Fools tryin' to bust their ass Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name I call myself in the niggas 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, mother fucker? Don't try to psychology my shit, mother fucker 'cause you'll never psychology it, mother fucker Never, never, never, mother fucker, never