No Way Out

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DJ Screw & Al-D - Rap

No Way Out

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[Intro] Pickin' up buckshot shells is how I'm comin', I know you feel me Uh-huh, uh-huh, I know you feel me [Verse 1] Pickin' up buckshot shells in my driveway Had a shootout last night, but I live to see Friday, another day Chillin' in the jungle, smokin' hay Watchin' the lil' locs play with the trigger of an AK Comin' up, runnin' up fiends, so I telled on I'm workin' for the president, so coppers get the hell on Devil's on my back, strapped to kill, but I look out I gots to put in work all year and can't clock out A menace to society, society made me a menace Walkin' a road to freedom, where the road seems endless With no stop sign, direction, speed limit, or street lights Just gang fights, crack pipes, poverty and long nights Of tears, crawlin' in the well of memories Thinkin' of the daily battles and the gang fight injuries [?] for life, to the heart, mind, body and the soul I claim [?], Prince on my brain, so some call me insane With no reason to live with no love to give The only ones followin' me is the negative One, 'cause my people know another homie's funeral's true And welcome to the jungles, nothin' but the [?] flu And broke hoes are parasites jackin' a brother For his years, prostitutes workin' undercover With no remorse or love loss I'm just a king in the jungle, still runnin' around lost in the hood [Chorus] No way out, n-no way out, no way out, yo, I'm lost in the hood No way out, n-no way out, no way out, yo, I'm lost in the hood No way out, n-no way out, no way out, yo, I'm lost in the hood [Verse 2] Nowadays, brothers gotta pack a gun to a club 'Cause everytime I go out I see a fool gettin' drug With a bullet in his mug, and the red blood puddle Watchin' his homie shed tears in the shot up huddle Ain't no rehabilitation for death, loc You get killed, you gone buried, put away, smoked Done, did, no mo' grievin' So long, goodbye 'cause you'll soon be leavin' The jungle, the place where the big boys terrorize Livin' a violent life in the city just to stay alive What can I do to make it better in my home sweet home Without gettin' locked up or a shell in my dome? I asked God and he answered me, yeah I know those devils wanna dance with me, no My homie Ray died last year And even though I cried, yo, it won't be my last tear Comin' up, in this world of madness Don't nothin' look good 'cause all I see is sadness All the [?], black G, can't stop if I could I'm on a mission 'cause I'm missin' some lost in the hood [Chorus] No way out, n-no way out, no way out, yo, I'm lost in the hood No way out, n-no way out, no way out, yo, I'm lost in the hood No way out, n-no way out, no way out [Verse 3] T-t-tears, fallin' down my cheeks 'Cause I'm like a bad seed, planted deep in the streets Will I die from starvation or die from the gauge 'Cause nowadays young brothers ain't dyin' of old age A bullet to the head, ain't nothin' new Brrat, Mark's in the hood, catch bullets like the flu But I sneeze back with the U-double Z-I Rattata-tat-tat-tat, nigga, step and die Ain't no sense in me lyin', I'm ready for the season, in the mirror everyday Steadily bobbin', steadily weavin' Five O's don't understand The mission of my gang Tellin' me to be good, when they yellin' "Ready, aim" on the black G But no, I can't go out like kill 'em, you shoot me You won't be in jail or prison, take every nigga you kill G's kill ten of your best men, leavin' bullets in their chin with the nine "'Cause crooked ass cops still feel They could a nigga bad like Rodney" until I kneel That's a no-no way, got your photo, sayin' cheers If I catch you I shoot, these damn fools, no more tears

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  • Al-D