No Way

Lyrics
[Verse 1: The R.O.C.] Droppin' suckers as I come out the grave Guess who's back, House of Krazees, so y'all be very afraid Think quicker, stay off the liquor Situation critical, [like Jacks?] I'm breakin' backs [Sniffin' Ajax with the skull?] Playin' the lunatic on the love boat, slittin' throats Dumpin' bodies in the water, top gun it Your world goes black, look at you runnin', stunnin' Heads rollin', eyes swollen, throats chokin' Who's provokin'? Guns smokin' Lokin', it's the creeps, you can't sleep I'm in the seat, drivin' your mind 'til that sucker bust What's up? [You say you challenge?], I'm off balance Besides, I'm braindead, misled in the head See me chillin' in my [?] room with the lights out Ha ha ha ha! [Verse 2: Mr. Bones] When you try to tamper with me in my field of music, guard your grill Punchin' microphonеs like clocks 'til your blood spill Knuckles busted, knivеs of stainless steel ain't never rusted Attitude is dusted, you make me feel disgusted Sayin' that you're far from the ordinary, quite extraordinary Some other times you legendary, sweeter than a strawberry Know what's scary? Some of these fools gettin' over I bear that burden up upon my shoulder, I told ya Who rocked the rhymes over the fattest instrumental Who the money maker with the effervescent lyrical potential Is it me? I reside from the Krazee home It's the red-faced bandit, AKA Mr. Bones With the nickel-plated chrome or the shiny butcher knife I runs with the House, label me Krazee for life No need for replicatin' all the styles we innovatin' I'm aimin' for your nucleus and yes I'm penetratin' [Verse 3: Hektic] It ain't now way that you can fuck with me, touch me never Before you can tackle with me, get it together Tougher than leather, darin' emcees to run Fixin' sights on my gun, public enemy number one I'm scopin' out keepin' on DL I'm lookin' up names in the hotel right off of Jefferson, but oh well It ain't no way for your escape Until I see paints, I gots to rely on cleanin' slates Make no mistake, a clean shot if I can get it It ain't no time for bullshittin' niggas so don't forget it My target's on lock now, pull the trigger, chick pow, I'm out The back, and in the car, no one know who I are Feelin' like a superstar man hang in the night You know you ain't right, don't have me put you on sight And blast off, heads rollin' 'round like basketballs Thinkin' to myself inside these padded walls, there's no way out [Outro] [?]
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Credits
- Writers
- The R.O.C.
- Monoxide
- Madrox