No Where to Hide (2010)

[Chorus: DMX]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

[Verse 1: DMX]

Got a feel for niggas up with the extended grip

It’s like I blew this boy down with the extended grip

And that nonstop when the bomb chops

Imma take it from where you at and end up on your mom block

From here to Comstock, niggas is getting [?]

From last night on lockout, just died

Mind is a terrible thing to waste, especially when it’s all over the place

Yo mind, all over his face

Mind is a terrible thing to waste, especially when it’s all over the place

Yo mind, all over his face

How those brains taste when they mixed with gunpowder

Step in a fully automatic, lace the gun louder

[Chorus: DMX]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

[Verse 2: AZ]

[?] hand, no take up, Earth Man on the wake up

Taper, Firm hand, fresh on the shape up

Cake up, cutie pie chick, no make up

Laced up, fuck around, front, get your face cut

Say what, the twelve shot doesn’t stay tuck

Put the safe up, better be round for the break up

Raised up a monk, schoony goons in the gutter

Spoon in the butter, can’t assume, don’t stutter

Your mother, can’t get you, get your brother

Lover, it’s only one me, no other

Chuckers, [?] with the scully

Gully, ball out, bitches, God loves me

Does me, straight from the BK borough

The narrow, enough to pay off Judge Shapiro

Hero's, hate em, split they shit

Got my mind on my money so get off my dick

[Chorus: DMX]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

[Verse 3: AZ]

Off a few runs, give a fuck where you from

Four corks at once, I can walk and chew gum

Don’t eat pork so won’t offer you none

Play and lose sports, talk the talk with two tongues

[?] young, one crew, two sons, come through, blue and white new ones

Light something, puff, puff, puff, pass

Pipe something, I don’t bust, I blast

Wipes nothing, stack stuffed in a stash

Clutch to the gas, give a fuck if you mad

Laugh, but now I’m supposed to be dead

Rock the rosary, [?], the older G’s said so

Retro [?] suits with the kicks

Moët in the flicks, so respect the dope shit

Retro [?] suits with the kicks

Moët in the flicks, so respect the dope shit

[Chorus: DMX]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

The [?] they do [?]

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run

Ain't nowhere to hide and ain't nowhere to run