Flesh [Bizzy]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When it’s rent time and I done spent mine baby.]

When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When it’s rent time and I done spent mine baby.]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin’ dirty, dirty, dirty.]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When it’s rent time and I done spent mine baby.]
Layzie
I’m stuck in this penetentiary called life. Deciphering wrong from right. Dodgin’ these institutions, these niggas shootin’. Pullin it low, that’s far from right. Facin’ the brick wall at a stand still. Was it a dream or was it reality? Naw, it was a nightmare hauntin’ my sanity. Like the Lord up in Heaven bannin’ me. It’s sad to see I be bustin’ my ass. I’m down for my grind gettin nowhere fast. I’m a thug so you know a nigga built to last. Point of no return ’bout to kill for cash. Feel my wrath. Murder on the government, war for the niggas on the streets. It’ll be no peace ’til the top dog eat. Tryin’ to stop my meal. When you catch this heat, (Layyyziiiiie!) six feet deep is where you be layin’. The worms and maggots is where you be stayin’. Desperado 2000: all about the money, murder, and mayhem. I look at my niggas I went to school with, shot pool with, was always cool with. Same niggas that I just can’t fool with. Niggas got guns and ready to use it. So I’m trapped up against the wall. Watchin’ y’all niggas plottin on me. Tryin’ to catch me up in that robbery. Puttin’ they bob on me and do a job with me. But I’m proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can’t stay out. Ain’t nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and it ain’t no way out (no way out).

Flesh [Flesh & Layzie]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When you duckin’ the po-po, dodgin these killas, and even your family and your people dawg?]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When you stuck, shit outta luck, and got no hustle to make that buck dawg.]

Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When the road you on is a dead-end, left from borrowin’ and beggin’.]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When all of this music shit played out and you trapped, with no way out.]
Bizzy
Together forever, I know they want to see us fall. And if I had the money you would probably playa-hate me. Sellin’ dummies or dum-dum-dum-dump on every nigga don’t wanna see us with no money. You won’t see me when I sell it. And when some come want only to visit. No interviews! If I told you, would you tell me like you did it? I hate that, wake that sucker up. Buck, buck, buck! And tell him to take that with him. Nut up! We still thuggin! Spittin’ as we run away from prison. Nigga we still runnin’. But the Bad Boy boys is still comin’. Nobody wants to start this revolution. How could they be some soldiers? You ain’t never been in no war. The end of it. Been trainin’ veteran peacetime. At least I’m gettin’ ready. I might could learn to love it. And when I release mine on the public, thuggish ruggish, and plus it’s all real. I put that your nine-millimeter. Steal on judges that drink with B.

Flesh [Flesh & Layzie]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When you duckin’ the po-po, dodgin these killas, and even your family and your people dawg?]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When you stuck, shit outta luck, and got no hustle to make that buck dawg.]

Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When the road you on is a dead-end, left from borrowin’ and beggin’.]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When all of this music shit played out and you trapped, with no way out.]
Wish
Now all y’all niggas’ tough? Y’all ready for violence (violence). But niggas don’t give a fuck, we ready to riot (riot). When all the smoke clears y’all niggas is long gone. (Damn!) Niggas learned the hard way "Should’ve stayed at home." A couple on this (uh huh) a couple million on that. (That’s right!) Got a couple million on everything we do, can you sell that? It didn’t come easy around our way. We had to hustle. Just survive and didn’t eat some days.
Flesh [Flesh & Layzie]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When you duckin’ the po-po, dodgin these killas, and leavin’ your family and your people dawg?]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When all of this music shit played out and you trapped, with no way out.]
Flesh
I’m caught, wanna know my lost soul? Niggas stuck at the crossroad. Thuggin’ with my people and I see so much evil in the mist. I hear you but I fear no evil. Look at life revealin’, tick-tock, racin’ against my time. Nigga it’s my grind. Why you comin’ to stand here. Nigga better wake up, you’re third eye blind. Wow! What a thin line between love and hate. How many gon’ survive Armageddon? Just wait ’til it’s on that day. And I won’t make haste. And I make no mistakes, Satan’s chasin’ me Lord lead me half of the way. Kickin’ up dust, bailin’ with my runaway slaves for safety. Livin’ in a world so cruel, and I got nothin’ to lose, rippin’ and thuggin’ with trues, smokin’ that Swedish cheeba, drinkin’ brews. My muthafuckin’ niggas killin’ when it comes to my scrilla. Bang bang and I gotta stay down for my thug thang, bitch!
Bizzy
Never ask where the killers at. (Nigga) we run with automatic weapons, all I really wanted was a crowd and get my buck and never choke when the other day I hid away with her. Bone’s here and I’ll stay with her, lay with her, play with her. Seven other niggas are protectin’, smoking hay with her. Would he pray with her, would he pray with her? Oh, no, (no) they’ll lose. Keep stressin’ Henn’ and caffiene and green and nicotine! No…torious, bustin’ with my regime! Fiends all around me! Adrenaline pumping new millennium. Thugs caught up, brought up. Believe me, revelation, devistation, holocaust. Fillin’ with smoke—the ozone. So can’t spend, just listenin’. Go on a God-like mission, tell of all the written inscriptions limited. Nobody was gifted, somebody lifted spliffs, (Oh it’s so good!) baby hold this while I’m pissin’. It’s nowhere to turn to, no shit, but I’ma stay Christian while I’ll stay Columbian.
Flesh [Flesh & Layzie]
Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When you duckin’ the po-po, dodgin these killas, and leavin’ your family and your people dawg?]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When you stuck, shit outta luck, and got no hustle to make that buck dawg.]

Could you tell me where you’d run to? [When the road you on is a dead-end, left from borrowin’ and beggin’.]
When it ain’t nowhere to turn to. [When all of this music shit played out and you trapped, with no way out, ungh!]