| Could you tell me where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| Verse 1: Layzie Bone
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| I’m stuck in this penetentiary called life
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| Deciphering wrong from right
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| Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting
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| Puttin' the oldest far from life
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| Facing a brick wall at a stand still
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| Was it a dream or was it reality
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| Now it’s a nightmare hunting my sanity
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| Thank the Lord up in heaven ain’t mad at me
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| It’s sad to see I be bustin' my ass
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| I’m down for my grind getting nowhere fast
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| I’mma thug so you know ah nigga built to last
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| To the point ah no return tryna' get the cash
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| Feel mo' wrath, murda on the government
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| War for the niggas on the streets
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| It’ll be no peace till the top dog eat
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| Tryna' stop my meal you can catch this steel
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| 6 feet deep is where you be layin'
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| Worms and maggots is where you be stayin'
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| Deaperado 2000 all about the money murda 'n mayhem
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| I look at the niggas I went to school wid
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| Shot pool wid was always cool wid
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| Same niggas I just can’t fool wid
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| Niggas got guns and ready to use it
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| So I’m trapped up against the wall
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| Watchin' y’all niggas plottin' on me
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| Tryin' ah catch me up in that robbery
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| Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
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| But I’m proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can’t stay out
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| Ain’t nowhere to run ain’t nowhere to hide
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| And it ain’t no way out
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| Could you tell where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| [When you stuck shit outta luck
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| Could you tell me where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| Verse 2: Bizzy Bone
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| Together forever
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| I know they wanna see us fall
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| And if I had no money you would probably playahate me
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| Selling dummies all dum dum dum dum
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| Oh every, nigga don’t wanna see us wid no money
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| You won’t see me when I’ve said it
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| And if some come run only to visit
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| No muse so if I told you would you tell me like you did it?
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| I hate that wake that sucker up buck buck buck
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| 'N tell him to take that wid him
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| Now that we still thugging
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| Spitting as we run away from prison
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| Nigga we still running
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| But the bad bad boyz is still coming
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| Nobody wanna start this revolution
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| How could they be some soldiers you ain’t neva been in no war
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| The end of it, been training during, east time and least I’m
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| Getting ready ah mind could learn to love it
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| And when I release mine on the public
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| Thuggish ruggish and plus it’s all, real
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| I put that on yo nine millimetre steel
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| All judges, that’s strictly real
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| Could you tell where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| [When you stuck shit outta luck
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| Could you tell me where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| Verse 3: Wish Bone
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| Now all ah y’all niggas tough
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| Y’all ready for violence violence
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| But niggas don’t give ah fuck
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| We ready to riot riot
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| When all the smoke clears
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| Y’all niggas long gone (Damn)
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| Niggas learn the hard way shoulda stayed at home
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| Got ah couple million on this uh huh
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| Got ah couple milion on that (that's right)
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| Got ah couple million on everything we do
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| Can you sell that?
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| And it didn’t come easy round our way
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| We had to hustle to survive and didn’t eat some days
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| Could you tell where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| Verse 4: Flesh N Bone & Bizzy Bone
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| I’m stuck lookin' for the lost soul
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| Niggas stucked at the crossroad
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| Thugging wid my people and I seen so much evil
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| In the midst I hear you, but I fear no evil
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| Crooked life revealing tick tock racing against my time
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| Against my grind while you coming and stand here
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| Nigga betta wake up cause they’re not blind
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| While I live the thin line, between love and hate
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| How many gon' survive armageddon
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| Just waiting to atone that day
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| In the Roman gates here to make no mistakes
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| Handle stakes and man Lord meet me half ah the way
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| Kicking up dust thugging with my runaway slaves, for safety
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| Livin' in ah world so cruel
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| And I got nothing to lose
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| Rippin' and thuggin' wid Trues
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| Smoking the sweetest cheeba drinking brews
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| My motherfuckin' niggas killing when it comes to my screeler
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| Bang bang I gotta stay down for my hood thing
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| Never ask where the killas at
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| Niggas run wid automatic weapons
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| All I really wanted was ah gun
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| I neva gave ah fuck and drop neva one in the bay and had away wid her
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| Bone’s hitting all day wid the Lay wid ah play
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| Wid the seven other niggas no protecting smoking hay what
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| Would he pray wid her would he pray wid her
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| Ohh Ohh No No
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| Stressin' henny got fiend and green and nicotine
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| Noooo-torious bustin' wid my regime fiends all around me
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| Ah genuinely pumpin' new millenium
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| Thugs caught up brought up believe me
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| Revelation to the station holocaust
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| Billow and smoke the ozone, Soooo
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| Can’t stand just listening
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| Go on ah God like mission to live all the written inscriptions
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| Nobody was gifted so many lifted spliffs been hold
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| That’s while I’m pissing
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| It’s nowhere to turn to no shit
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| But I’mma stay Christian
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| Could you tell where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to
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| [When you stuck shit outta luck
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| Could you tell me where you run to
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| When it ain’t nowhere to turn to |