born of mammal Although yuh smart, dem sen yuh guh a Jamal Teach yuh how fi spell gun and nuclear weapon How fi spell politics and greet politician Nowhere
mob on me and do ah job on me But I'm proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide And it
that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere
your mind) (Downloading all the info from your mind)(Come on) When your soul has got(that's right), nowhere to fly(nowhere to fly) Peace at the end of
in jail Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go...sill nowhere
y'all can break now My kitchen full of heat, if you can't take the temp Make yourself exempt Pussy footin around don't be gettin y'all nowhere but stuck Nowhere
: I'm looking through a hole in the sky I'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie I'm getting closer to the end of the line I'm living easy where
: I was sittin' home on the West End Watchin' cable TV with a female friend We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess The poor and the hungry,
a appeal You are the one who couldnt hear now you the one to feel evidently clear we choppindown your shield Dem aint going nowhere no time soon Dem corrupt the east
Put they mob on me and do ah job on me But I'm proud to be that nigga In the ghetto that just can't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide
"I love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" KRS One (repeat 2X then 2X with 'Common' at the end of each line) Check it out Good morning
I was sittin' home on the west end Watchin' cable tv with a female friend We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess The poor and the hungry, a
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one (repeat 2x, then 2x with 'common' at the end of each line) Check it
I'm looking through a hole in the sky I'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie I'm getting closer to the end of the line I'm living easy where the
places you'll end up Either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up Bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere
places you'll end up, either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere
confirmed that The center of the earth is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the dead at the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere
