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    Текст песни Dj Pooh - Nowhere 2 Hide

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    featuring Threat

    Hook:
    No worse scared can't get away
    Dumpin' with them funky rhymes
    "Pullin' out niggas frontin' like snobs"
    Nowhere 2 hide

    [Threat]
    I deliver to you the new blueprints
    Vocal instruments phat like them Goodyear blimps
    We pimps
    Beats
    Put 'em in the streets
    Twenty four hours seven days a week
    I kick science but they still haven't learned
    Step beyond the point of no return get wet
    The rhythmic, hypnotic ear narcotics
    Strictly for fanatics and the gangbang addicts
    Uh, around the globe follow ya nose
    Down with the underground from my head to my toes
    Ride the groove like a three day cruise
    Peace to the east but the west coast rules
    The chocolate child unleashed out the wild
    Break the Richter scale and make the party shake tails
    Baddest on the atlas just tryin' to stay down
    You gotta get up I get off or get clowned

    Hook

    [Threat]
    I came across a close shave runnin' with them renegades
    All on display on K-T-L-A
    I hate to do it but I'm stupid don't test me
    Unless ya wanna get your new clothes all messy
    We fed 'em loot but they still insist to spit words
    But they can't fuck with this they get swerved
    Graduated old school G degree
    Calm down the savage in any MC
    North, south, east, west
    But simply hittin' 'em with the melody I possess
    So raise your hands up high and get all the way with it
    It's the joint, bodies get the munches when they hit it
    Like that
    Yep bigger fatter than the piece
    Inflation went up and make the killin' increase
    So long for the plan you was plottin'
    Cause it's long and forgotten once your style turned rotten

    Hook

    [Threat]
    It's the mad maestro and it ain't no other
    Turn milk into honey and make bread off butter
    I hold the title in the middle of my palm
    For makin' freaks dance on the floor till dawn
    Make way let me show you how it's done
    It's a party and the playerhatin' niggas can't come
    Got rhymes on my pad and they all hit rock
    Don't sleep cause the sheep just might be a fox
    On a hunt
    Hot on the trail
    Hoe givin' up the drawers cause a nigga in jail
    On the bottom of the ocean to the top of the hill
    MC can't deal with my hi-tech skills
    They tight tight last all night
    Buckle up for safety and prepare to take flight
    Destination on to the next plateau
    It's the Zuu in the house you can't funk with the flow

    Hook
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