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
jefe talks about our freedom But this is what he really means... Business as usual How dirty we play Business as usual Don't you get in the way Yeah,
They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger nigga; gettin older and lovin this shit But what was I doin in this place? To the fakes
he lives and breathes they sit and mock? And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot. ?We will last intact this way! And
poppin nigga put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out
: Yeah, 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
bottle, baby. (Wha-what) Gotta rub me the right way, honey. I'm a genie in a bottle, baby, Come, come, come and let me out. (Ima let you out) The
clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip. [VERSE 1:] Evidently, Them a no badman, them always talk bout them a Gangsta of the century
nuse I'm lettin it lose yo When you turn purple get out my circle if you got that shit that be commercial Casue I found ya sound just be the other way
's not the way i'm meant to be it's just the way the operation made me and you can tell from the state of my room that they let me out too soon
'm a six point star, in a gray bandanna I'd die for this, nigga you rhyme for this Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this That's why I'm convinced
that goes this way is elementary! " For the century, Slim Shady's is gonna be the illest! (Flamingos.) What? Flamingos? My mother goes out and plays
me why Can I find no relief in my heart. I reside In a world that has fallen apart. Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby, Show me a way to get
to each other This country is over, they say Yeah, this is life In a modern town The windows smashed open with the doors kicked out It's not a good day
we'll go under in this river of lies We're lost in this time--we create so fine The future we already fear Seems like no way out, seems like there's
way I wear my hair make me a better person? (Whoa, whoa, whoa) Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oooh (Whoa, whoa, whoa) Does the way
