Gravediggaz Nowhere To Run Album `6 Feet Deep` Lyrics

Nowhere To Run   Album `6 Feet Deep` Lyrics

so for all y'all niggaz out there that be puffin shit  

       when the music go on, y'all listen to this alright?]  

  

       Verse One: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector  

  

       Let's get it on ock, and watch the spot get blown  

       I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem  

       From the mists of the darkness I come with this  

       Hittin straight, to the chest, like a Primatene mist  

       Ryzarector, YAH, the fanatical type  

       I'm like a bat, in the night, when it's time to take flight  

       Here I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sess  

       I'm obsessed, by the sounds, the track posess  

       Intellectual, killer, special majestical  

       Ropin up the devils have em hangin from my testicles  

       Nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       There's nowhere to hide  

  

       Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper  

  

       Ahh... fuckit! Another day, another ducat  

       From here to Nantucket MC's kick the bucket  

       I'm rugged ruff flow-in up till I bust  

       While other rappers is flatter than a white girl's butt  

       I manifest my name and the reason I came in the first place  

       word shake your brain just like an earthquake  

       A lot of people admit that I am raw  

       I cover my ass like a V-I-M, store  

       My forms are real wicked like Dahmer  

       A whole mob of a lot of niggaz is like a meal ticket  

       It's nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       It's nowhere to hide  

  

       Verse Three: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper  

  

       Yo  

       As a child, a bad seed, was on the prowl  

       Runnin mad wild, cause death was my style  

       The crazy, maniac, yo lunatic  

       I circle like a shark when the fresh blood drips  

       Needles to the pen now you're in  

       I eat em then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets from your skin  

       Terror is in, with the RZA and the Grym  

       Problem one now begins, hah!  

       Streak up your skull to the sides of a freedom  

       Record to the meter, so tell me who could be the next one  

       Gravediggaz complex death oath  

       And watch King Tee, kill a fuckin note  

       Here we go, I'm cursed with dawn you was warned  

       And now, I'm slayin every new firstborn  

       It's nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       It's nowhere to hide  

       It's nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       You best to stay inside  

       ...  

       You best to stay inside  

  

       Verse Four: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector  

  

       Here comes the drastic...[Protect Ya Neck intro]  

       just like... a tactic, attack it, attackin, ATTACKIN  

       I'm wrappin you bastard now prepare your casket  

       Death is the final step, when y'all step  

       To intercept, the rep, of a brother, who has kept  

       his status, stop the madness, that is  

       I flow just to show that, black, y'all can know that  

       me, being wack is like naps on Kojak  

       Eruptions of volcanoes, o-ccur when I speak  

       Try to twist my dialect and get caught by tornadoes  

       There's nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       There's nowhere to hide  

       There's nowhere to run to ba-bay  

       You best to stay inside  

  

       Outro: Prince Paul/The Undertaker  

  

       {Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide  

       Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide  

       Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide  

       Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide}  

       Cause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hide  

       Cause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hide  

       And just when you thought it was safe to make records  

       From the bottomless pit, the RZA, the Keeper, the Reaper  

       And myself the Undertaker  

       Pourin 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
fall  

       All of those who forgot to take No-Doz  

       All the low-life snakes and liars, you know who you are  

       And to the A&R who couldn't understand the product  

       Now look who's on top  

  

       [Nigga, word to life  

       Nigga, 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!]  

  

  

  

  

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