ohh You Hardly ever listen Chorus: And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh
way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh
jefe talks about our freedom But this is what he really means... Business as usual How dirty we play Business as usual Don't you get in the way Yeah,
They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger nigga; gettin older and lovin this shit But what was I doin in this place? To the fakes
my thing (do it do it - okayy) Imma imma swing it this way, (imma imma) imma imma swing it that way This is Fergie-ferg, and imma (imma) be here to say 21 century
poppin nigga put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out
bottle, baby. (Wha-what) Gotta rub me the right way, honey. I'm a genie in a bottle, baby, Come, come, come and let me out. (Ima let you out) The
clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip. [VERSE 1:] Evidently, Them a no badman, them always talk bout them a Gangsta of the century
go insane' Now you should try this little game Just close your eyes forget your name Forget the world forget the people And we'll erect a different steeple This
'm a six point star, in a gray bandanna I'd die for this, nigga you rhyme for this Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this That's why I'm convinced
that goes this way is elementary! " For the century, Slim Shady's is gonna be the illest! (Flamingos.) What? Flamingos? My mother goes out and plays
me why Can I find no relief in my heart. I reside In a world that has fallen apart. Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby, Show me a way to get
foulest Come on now, long-dick style Niggas on the hit out, ay yo Iron bite my shit out Eventually, bust a rap gun mentally Been doin' this century kid
we'll go under in this river of lies We're lost in this time--we create so fine The future we already fear Seems like no way out, seems like there's
out on a map Don't be scared to leave homey, we can come back If you wanna come back to this bullshit Most of it comin straight out the pulpit We got
way I wear my hair make me a better person? (Whoa, whoa, whoa) Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oooh (Whoa, whoa, whoa) Does the way
that HEY.... [Chorus] I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I am not this skin I am a soul that lives
the streets reaching out Odds were evened out We rap when it's hard to speak about things the local news were leaving out Rhyme writers would feel it out out