No Where To Run

Lyrics

[Intro] Yes I am! The King of fuckin' Horrorcore! You want beef with me? You better run motherfucker! You say you don't like Juggalos! You better run motherfucker! [Hook] Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!) [Verse 1] You will say I ain't ghetto like I'm a whore bitch Just because I'm becomin' the king of this horrorcore shit But let me tell you something, have your ass on the ground? Like you're fellow or somethin'? Shells are dumpin' You crazy if you ain't sayin' I am one of the greatest 'Til I'm makin' rhymes 'bout stompin' you usin' your face as grapes Why did you even make a tape? Boy I was great when I was in a shape We in the age to slug a vape You tryina challenge a nigga that's outta your caliber His two guns, battle this banana clip in his caliber 50, Swifty, rip MCs to miss me Since the scene of Beat Street, bitch, I been sweet Down with the Killahz, the realest Detroit squad Can't lose with four niggas and God is your point guard King Gordy, the new fool that rule shit You wack dudes get gas fumes, you are Jewish [Hook] Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!) [Verse 2] You thinkin' this clique's bad 'til I Bruce Lee a man And karate chop the shit out his bitch-ass (Oh my God!) Off six bags of "Get-In-Your-Bitch" jackin' And peel fast 'til my sick ass get whiplash Then sue the bitch will she settle? I'm assumin' it But I move units by usin' the music and loopin' it It's the amazin', my shit rocks Literally I am an entity, the Wes Craven of hip-hop Step into the darkness, fall into a bottomless pit Just smells comin' from the well, we left them blue and heartless A king has walked in the buildin' With a tape that contains nothin' but a ring on it Watch it with your children I fall from the ceilin' just to control attention And I like talkin' to bitches who pimps sock and hit them I will climb the wall of a prison To get caught and sentenced to tell "What's up?" to all of my niggas [Hook] Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to run!) Nowhere to run! Don't try to hide! Wherever you go! We're gonna find you! (Nowhere to hide!)