Lyrics:
S Villa 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
It's murda, you know when we come
Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
It's murda, ain't no where to run
Niggaz it's murda, I-N-see is gon ride
that they want me
2012 is the year of mass suicide
Unplug from the matrix you stupid tribe
Digital nations I came to where you would hide
Hopefully you
a ride, and run with the dogs tonight
In Suburbia
You can't hide, run with the dogs tonight
In Suburbia
I only wanted something else to do but hang
today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human
come, you can't hide (ooh)
Gonna find you and make you want me (yo, yo, yo)
Yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess, where I rest
No stress, if
Starting with your thumb
Hide it behind your back
Let's go!
Christmas tree, Christmas tree
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am
How do you do?
Present finger,
come, you can't hide (ooh)
Gonna find you and make you want me (yo, yo, yo)
Yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess, where I rest
No stress, if
three
Centimeters outward past where
Her eyes end her eyelashes are even and
Delicate, like wisps from a dandelion
And I can't recall if I've ever seen
; I'm going to get you
You can't run, you can't hide; I'm going to find you
You can't run you can't hide; there's nothing you can do
You can't run you
outta my mind in the wind like why?
So I tell myself, where am I to go now?
As I dwell down, looking at my phone now
Bottled up by the doubts I hide
That you're talking about?
The one that you claim as a hip-hop artist
But won't do the research on hip-hop history
Or the one where you disrespect,
betray all must fall
Nobody helps them
Now he has his revenge
What you gon' do? What you gonna do?
Where you think you can run, or you can hide
every card in the deck
The whole world waitin' for what I'ma do next
And y'all already know where I came from
Queensbridge repper since day one
Nigga,
between to opal stones
Where the coolest summer breezes blow
She hears him crying
Morning dew and
Evening don'ts
Honey-do
No I won't
Open up your passion
is
I think that if I meet him I’ll be buried
The beast
I will be carried by him to the afterlife
[Pre-Chorus]
I must hide in fear
It makes me start
mine
Cos' I've been holding on this feeling
For so long for so long
Do you feel like you can, you can
Hide Hide Hide
Do you feel like you can, you can
I didn't want to run and hide
There's no one here by my side
It's late at night and I'm still lost in my thoughts
I don't really wanna leave
I
hide
For He knows where you're at
God's gonna get 'cha for that, yeah
God's gonna get 'cha for that
Every wrong thing that you do
God's gonna get 'cha
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
'm from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by
Whoa, oh, oh
again I
Would have gone to the Art Institute
Over the American Academy of Art
I would have researched where I could have
Got the best and the strongest
You can't hide, you can't run
Remember to always be true, no matter what you do
I want it, I never front it, I got my whole crew life on it
Think
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