Testo Nowhere To Run

[so for all y'all niggaz out there that be puffin shitwhen the music go on, y'all listen to this alright?]Verse One: Prince Rakeem/RyzarectorLet's get it on ock, and watch the spot get blownI be the sick lunatic with the devilish poemFrom the mists of the darkness I come with thisHittin straight, to the chest, like a Primatene mistRyzarector, YAH, the fanatical typeI'm like a bat, in the night, when it's time to take flightHere I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sessI'm obsessed, by the sounds, the track posessIntellectual, killer, special majesticalRopin up the devils have em hangin from my testiclesNowhere to run to ba-bayThere's nowhere to hideVerse Two: Too Poetic/Grym ReaperAhh... fuckit! Another day, another ducatFrom here to Nantucket MC's kick the bucketI'm rugged ruff flow-in up till I bustWhile other rappers is flatter than a white girl's buttI manifest my name and the reason I came in the first placeword shake your brain just like an earthquakeA lot of people admit that I am rawI cover my ass like a V-I-M, storeMy forms are real wicked like DahmerA whole mob of a lot of niggaz is like a meal ticketIt's nowhere to run to ba-bayIt's nowhere to hideVerse Three: Fruitkwan/GatekeeperYoAs a child, a bad seed, was on the prowlRunnin mad wild, cause death was my styleThe crazy, maniac, yo lunaticI circle like a shark when the fresh blood dripsNeedles to the pen now you're inI eat em then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets from your skinTerror is in, with the RZA and the GrymProblem one now begins, hah!Streak up your skull to the sides of a freedomRecord to the meter, so tell me who could be the next oneGravediggaz complex death oathAnd watch King Tee, kill a fuckin noteHere we go, I'm cursed with dawn you was warnedAnd now, I'm slayin every new firstbornIt's nowhere to run to ba-bayIt's nowhere to hideIt's nowhere to run to ba-bayYou best to stay inside...You best to stay insideVerse Four: Prince Rakeem/RyzarectorHere comes the drastic...[Protect Ya Neck intro]just like... a tactic, attack it, attackin, ATTACKINI'm wrappin you bastard now prepare your casketDeath is the final step, when y'all stepTo intercept, the rep, of a brother, who has kepthis status, stop the madness, that isI flow just to show that, black, y'all can know thatme, being wack is like naps on KojakEruptions of volcanoes, o-ccur when I speakTry to twist my dialect and get caught by tornadoesThere's nowhere to run to ba-bayThere's nowhere to hideThere's nowhere to run to ba-bayYou best to stay insideOutro: Prince Paul/The Undertaker{Nowhere to run, nowhere to hideNowhere to run, nowhere to hideNowhere to run, nowhere to hideNowhere to run, nowhere to hide}Cause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hideCause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hideAnd just when you thought it was safe to make recordsFrom the bottomless pit, the RZA, the Keeper, the ReaperAnd myself the UndertakerPourin gravy all on your brains, you know what I'm sayin?And this one goes out, to all of those who thought the Gravediggaz would fallAll of those who forgot to take No-DozAll the low-life snakes and liars, you know who you areAnd to the A&R who couldn't understand the productNow look who's on top[Nigga, word to lifeNigga, you gonna say boo to us?Much money as we bring in this motherfucker?You don't own the place anyway! The white man own it.You just frontin your ass off!]