paroles de chanson Nowhere to Run - Live - Gangstagrass

In my town

I can feel it, in my bones
I need someone to help me, but I'm all alone
Where can I hide now, I don't know
There ain't a safe place, where I can go

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, in my town, in my town
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, (yeah) in my town, in my town

(yeah) Country boy making moves with them city folk
Spit it so sick the CDC tryin' to get a quote
They tryin' to make a vaccine, props to Sister Maxine
Taking back my time, these suckers rhymes are really lacking
The key ingredients, flavors in the recipe
Meaning it's the season for sharing of the specialty
Testing me, such treachery is not accepted
Let me see the secret in the signal intercepted
Yes it's the keys i'm unlocking plenty doors with
Bored with the repetitious themes we're at war with
Nothing seems to change,
so the methods need to switch up,
or else we'll see the same resolutions in this get up
It's the set up, designed to keep you running in a loop
(Wash, rinse, repeat)
While they're readying the troops,
feeding you the lies, though the truth is your pursuit
To see the moving parts in cahoots

But I think I need to turn around,
I can't let my fear get the best of me
Because this thing I'm running from, I think it might be my destiny
All the roads lead the same way, when you're at the south pole
And there's no other way but straight
on up when down at the bottom of a hole

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, in my town, in my town
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, in my town, in my town

Up against the wall, bricks digging in my back
Pushing in my skin, like the needle in the track
It stings, like the cracks when the whips
gave permanent marks and scars on the enslaved
But that game has been played, it's over and unplugged
You thought I was just a dumb thug to use to run drugs?
Or one of your other stereotypes?
Nope
I'm here to catch, kill, and bury the hype
Only after its exposure
And once I have some closure I'm regaining my composure
But at the moment, you're revving up the motor
The son's heat is growin', I'm set to supernova
Stressed like a soldier with a sick case of shellshock
Trapped like a rat in an enemy cellblock
This here is your last chance, you're pushing me too far
I'm not the one with nowhere to run son, you are

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, in my town, in my town
Nowhere to run,(yeh), nowhere to hide, in my town
Country boy making moves with them city folk
(my town)
Spit it so sick the CDC tryin' to get a quote
Nowhere to run, (yeh), nowhere to hide, in my town
This here is your last chance, you're pushing me too far
(my town)
I'm not the one with nowhere to run son, you are
In my town
In my town
My town