ohh You Hardly ever listen Chorus: And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh
way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh And there's No (way out,way out) Wah oh oh oh, oh oh
this'll be a beautiful death I'm jumpin' out the window I'm lettin' everything go I'm lettin' everything go This'll be a beautiful death I'm jumpin' out
Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills
superstition Caught in a total nuclear greed Pioneers of the twenty first century Looking on and looking fast To try and fix and try and help This very
power proves you right Right enough to let you begin Speak so fast to the prophets of the living Looking for the signs Spanning out the centuries Search
it, do it, okay Imma, Imma swing it this way Imma, Imma, Imma, Imma swing it that way This is Fergie Ferg and Imma, Imma be here to say The 21st century
the rest of the world Does the way I wear my hair Make me a better person? Does the way I wear my hair Make me a better friend? Does the way I wear
ha what's poppin' nigga? Put your motherfucking Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out Or be like punks and punk it out
poppin nigga put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out
my right hand forget what it?s supposed to do Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory Years gone by, about sixty Burn in the oven in this century
scramble for a dirty pair of knickers Don't get yours mixed up with hers Now get out of bed, get out of bed, get out, get out, get, get out of bed Get
I say "Bitch get naked" so pimpishly Spit rhymes through decades and centuries And bitches just love my dirty mouth When I see you again I'ma cuss you out
Short, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, it's my thing when I swing I'm born to mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there
Ain't no bailin' out, got you mad as hell Instead of sending you to school, they pay to keep you in jail That cost way more, when you do time When you
[Pusha T] Malice found religion, Tony found prison I'm just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen a birdseye view got me channelling my vision turn
funky, now hit me Ya, just hit me Just start to chase your dreams Up out your seats, make your body sway Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
