Nowhere 2 Hide lyrics

Artist  : Dj Pooh 
Song : Nowhere 2 Hide



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featuring Threat

Hook:
No worse scared
can't get away
Dumpin' with them funky
rhymes
"Pullin' out niggas frontin' like
snobs"
Nowhere 2 hide

[Threat]
I
deliver to you the new blueprints
Vocal
instruments phat like them Goodyear blimps
We
pimps
Beats
Put 'em in the
streets
Twenty four hours seven days a
week
I kick science but they still haven't
learned
Step beyond the point of no return get
wet
The rhythmic, hypnotic ear
narcotics
Strictly for fanatics and the
gangbang addicts
Uh, around the globe follow
ya nose
Down with the underground from my head
to my toes
Ride the groove like a three day
cruise
Peace to the east but the west coast
rules
The chocolate child unleashed out the
wild
Break the Richter scale and make the
party shake tails
Baddest on the atlas just
tryin' to stay down
You gotta get up I get off
or get clowned

Hook

[Threat]
I
came across a close shave runnin' with them
renegades
All on display on K-T-L-A
I hate
to do it but I'm stupid don't test me
Unless
ya wanna get your new clothes all messy
We fed
'em loot but they still insist to spit
words
But they can't fuck with this they get
swerved
Graduated old school G degree
Calm
down the savage in any MC
North, south, east,
west
But simply hittin' 'em with the melody I
possess
So raise your hands up high and get
all the way with it
It's the joint, bodies get
the munches when they hit it
Like that
Yep
bigger fatter than the piece
Inflation went up
and make the killin' increase
So long for the
plan you was plottin'
Cause it's long and
forgotten once your style turned
rotten

Hook

[Threat]
It's the
mad maestro and it ain't no other
Turn milk
into honey and make bread off butter
I hold
the title in the middle of my palm
For makin'
freaks dance on the floor till dawn
Make way
let me show you how it's done
It's a party and
the playerhatin' niggas can't come
Got rhymes
on my pad and they all hit rock
Don't sleep
cause the sheep just might be a fox
On a
hunt
Hot on the trail
Hoe givin' up the
drawers cause a nigga in jail
On the bottom of
the ocean to the top of the hill
MC can't deal
with my hi-tech skills
They tight tight last
all night
Buckle up for safety and prepare to
take flight
Destination on to the next
plateau
It's the Zuu in the house you can't
funk with the flow

Hook