Текст (слова) песни: Little Brother - Hiding Place

Where you gonna hide?
Rapper
Where you gonna hide?
Dilla Dog, Jay Dee
Where you gonna hide?
Elzhi
Where you gonna hide?
Phonte
Another little brother presentation
Sending this out across the nation

I`m a hell of a problem, nobody has the answer
Pooh be spreading out, like a body of cancer
My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like this y`all (this y`all)
I`m raw strip down, no minerals
A distilled emcee, no chemicals
No subliminals
A smooth criminal before the rape charge
I, shake and bake, bring terror to your squad
My, peers ferocious
I`m so focusing
I pray to God that the world knows this
No one exposes flaws in your scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my Lord
You don`t want know problems (problems)
I`m a nigga that`ll solve `em (solve `em)
Without a doubt, ya
I`m in the booth, cold knockin niggaz out
Tell my tales by word of mouth
Ya, you know me

[Hook]
Where you gonna hide?
When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low
Where you gonna hide?
When your peeps aint around, and there aint no place to go
Where you gonna hide?
When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eye on your safe
Where you gonna hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding place

Don`t compare me to jokes
I`ll strangle the air in your throat
Like you jump from a chair and choke
In mid-air from a rope
Got a big gun and carry a scope
The flair of the smoke
Keep niggaz quiet like words that librarians spoke
I`m arrogant, outlandish
Blow your face out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes wont make out the handprints
I`m as real as it gets, with the steel and the clips
Bark and make niggaz duck, and kneel and do splits

It gets no realer than this
Its Tay and Elzhi dropping that definitive shit
This should have been a double album commemorative disc
Cause hip-hop might need us
And in your town, no telling where you might see us
My whole team coming through in tees and wife beaters
Out, doin their damn thing like beavers
Yo, its P to the H-O, I finish the job
Plus my Dominican Broad
Making me chili con caso (?)

Work and plan a perfect verse
Then burst like a person
that jerked from a circus cannon
Then landed to the earth
Its me on the song, featured your fleet
Breathing is strong
It`s a gypsy reading a palm
with a drawn heater
Never gone of the wrong reefer
A bong chief, of the don ballest
As long as the bronze is bronze sneakers
Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I wont come and get you
Dressed like a gun with pistols, and AK`s in a bundle

And Tay is blazing it lovely, cause I`m one with the game
So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign Exchange
And a lot of rap niggaz got lost
Heard Phontigga carrying tunes and assumed he don got soft
They didn`t understand it was my next direction
So I`m playing postman and addressing questions
Like, yes I`m still a LB, no I`m not leaving
No I don`t eat meat, but yes I`m still beefin
But all these wack niggaz putting records out
This is all live nigga, check it out
Lb, S bill a fam on a mission
And I ain`t worried about people biting "Minstrel Show"
they still teething on "The Listening"

Where you gonna hide?
When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low
Where you gonna hide?
When your peeps aint around, and there aint no place to go
Where you gonna hide?
When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eyes on your safe
Where you gonna hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding place

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Phonte Another little brother presentation Sending this out across the nation I`m a hell of a problem, nobody has the answer Pooh be spreading out, like a body of cancer My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom) Usher in the new era, like this y`all (this y`all) I`m raw strip down, no minerals A distilled emcee, no chemicals No subliminals A smooth criminal before the rape charge I, shake and bake, bring terror to your squad My, peers ferocious I`m so focusing I pray to God that the world knows this No one exposes flaws in your scheme dog Me and Dilla go hard, my Lord You don`t want know problems (problems) I`m a nigga that`ll solve `em (solve `em) Without a doubt, ya I`m in the booth, cold knockin niggaz out Tell my tales by word of mouth Ya, you know me [Hook] Where you gonna hide? When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low Where you gonna hide? When your peeps aint around, and there aint no place to go Where you gonna hide? When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eye on your safe Where you gonna hide? Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding place Don`t compare me to jokes I`ll strangle the air in your throat Like you jump from a chair and choke In mid-air from a rope Got a big gun and carry a scope The flair of the smoke Keep niggaz quiet like words that librarians spoke I`m arrogant, outlandish Blow your face out, and shake out the dandruff The jakes wont make out the handprints I`m as real as it gets, with the steel and the clips Bark and make niggaz duck, and kneel and do splits It gets no realer than this Its Tay and Elzhi dropping that definitive shit This should have been a double album commemorative disc Cause hip-hop might need us And in your town, no telling where you might see us My whole team coming through in tees and wife beaters Out, doin their damn thing like beavers Yo, its P to the H-O, I finish the job Plus my Dominican Broad Making me chili con caso (?) Work and plan a perfect verse Then burst like a person that jerked from a circus cannon Then landed to the earth Its me on the song, featured your fleet Breathing is strong It`s a gypsy reading a palm with a drawn heater Never gone of the wrong reefer A bong chief, of the don ballest As long as the bronze is bronze sneakers Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I wont come and get you Dressed like a gun with pistols, and AK`s in a bundle And Tay is blazing it lovely, cause I`m one with the game So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign Exchange And a lot of rap niggaz got lost Heard Phontigga carrying tunes and assumed he don got soft They didn`t understand it was my next direction So I`m playing postman and addressing questions Like, yes I`m still a LB, no I`m not leaving No I don`t eat meat, but yes I`m still beefin But all these wack niggaz putting records out This is all live nigga, check it out Lb, S bill a fam on a mission And I ain`t worried about people biting "Minstrel Show" they still teething on "The Listening" Where you gonna hide? When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low Where you gonna hide? When your peeps aint around, and there aint no place to go Where you gonna hide? When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eyes on your safe Where you gonna hide? Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding place Нравится песня? 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