Got Nowhere

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]

Yo, I come from a crack in the ground, a hole in the wall

And dog, when the crack ain't around, the smokers'll brawl

Streets like a bullet in cancer, it'll swallow you up

Or eat you from the inside and hollow you up

And everyday like a test, you know life got rules

And it's sorta like checkers and chess

I went to school and took the lessons, punk

Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced, a rook get jumped

Faggot niggas took the easy route

They either coked out, smoked out, doped out

Niggas took the needle route

And I ain't tryin' to take either route

I'm tryin' to stop get weeded out, really, tryin' to weed it out

Know the flipside, we choosin' your way

Like gettin' fat from losin' the weight

Or losing that from, usin' the weight

I feel like I'm speeding and I'm 'bout to crash

Nowhere to go and I'm gettin' there fast, damn

[Chorus: Kanye West]

(Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to —

Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to go)

We in the streets, player, get your mail

There's only two places to go, we either dead or in jail

What the—

(Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere—)

[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]

Ayo, I'm caught up in the system where the blind lead the blind

And this artist only speaks on the signs of the time

And I pop pills and purple rain to state my pain

They say I'm just like my father, bold and too cold

But you know that's how a thug ride

I send a kite through a dove in a jail where the thugs cry

I feel your pain when you restrained and your love die

And make your heart hard, the blood in your vein fry

Feel like I'm trapped and I'm blindfolded

But my eyes wide open to see it

Feel like the O'Jays, climbin those stairways

Hoping, Heaven's gates wide open for me

Look towards Allah, Sig in direction

Still I spin in every direction, seekin' direction

Tryna balance out the good with the imperfections

Yeah, I know I still move with nowhere to go, damn

[Chorus: Kanye West & Freeway]

(Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to —

Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to go)

We in the streets, player, get your mail

There's only two places to go, we either dead or in jail

What the— (Uh, yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

(Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere—)

[Verse 3: Freeway]

It seems like we grind from the bottom

Just to make it to the bottom, see faces of the people that I shot

When I get high late night, flow through the bottom

My aunt's house, one of the places that I stopped

See she just died, she got cancer from smokin' and drinkin'

The same shit that I'm drinkin' and smokin'

I can't lie, wish life would just open its handcuffs

And let me go, I feel like I'm doin' a bid

I can't slide, so what I'm a rapper?

I can't escape the wrath of Allah

If I crash up my whip or get, blast in the jaw

Prick, mastered his fifth

Or I might go triple platinum, become a household name

After a long day of out of town work

Make my way to the plane, plane fast in the drift

Hear mayday, mayday, control's outta work

How the hell can life end like this? Nowhere to go

[Chorus: Kanye West]

(Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to —

Ooh-hoo, got nowhere—

Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere to go)

We in the streets, player, get your mail

There's only two places to go, we either dead or in jail

What the—

(Ooh-hoo, I got nowhere—)