No Escape (feat. Tony Yayo)

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[Sample:]
 ... Drugs came here, and had everybody going
 Crazy...

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
 Yeahhhhhh...
 Oooo oooo...
 What up [bad word] ..
 Southside...

[Verse 1:]
 Uh...
 Dog, man, woman, to child, oh well
 They get hit in the line of fire your fault, don't tell
 The hood crazy, don't nobody out here give a [bad word]  Eyes hazy, tryna think on how to live up
 Mom raised me, cause daddy doin' numbers off his hands
 Coke baby, jus' maybe I'm supposed to be the man
 Don't play me, my bail money long, I'm out the jam
 Then I'm Swayze, the key to the hood of my pocket man
 Mercedez, I came a long way from the dollar van
 And my lady? Built like a Coca Cola bottle, [bad word]  You buy a [bad word] some heels she'll walk over you in 'um
 That's why I'm never spendin', iconic momentum
 I [bad word] 'um out, bend 'um, lend them and that's the endin'
 They face turn lemon the second I rev the engine
 G-Unit till the endin', cause I don't like pretendin'
 Send 'um far away from here, hear them [bad word] niggaz tremblin'...

[Chorus:]
 You try to escape with some [bad word] you can't rid
 You belong to the street, too late
 They don't give a [bad word] 'bout how you feel, that's fate
 You got your hands on some money, and you hate
 [bad word] it ain't all good, I wish a [bad word] would
 He ain't gotta love me back I wouldn't die for my hood
 Southside!... I wouldn't change it if I could
 It ain't what they make it out as, just misunderstood...

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
 Yeah...
 Trap money got me livin' like a Pharoah
 Got the strap with the air cool barrel
 Fifty grand shooter money in a shoe box
 My bet it hit you like Takita did Lennox
 The streets feelin' like a battle ground
 Here come a herd of these niggaz, I bet I shoot the cattle down
 See life, it's jus' like a hourglass
 Haters wanna see me up North using cold craft
 The forty-four blast, but I'm hooded up
 Police camera's on the street but who gives a [bad word]  Russian AK with the strap on the shoulder
 Will turn one man to about a hundred soldiers
 Take this clip, die a million deaths
 Gain thirty pounds [bad word] take your last breath
 Six feet deep homie, that's a ugly dirt nap
 Six shooters shootin', russian attack...

[Chorus:]
 You try to escape with some [bad word] you can't rid
 You belong to the street, too late
 They don't give a [bad word] 'bout how you feel, that's fate
 You got your hands on some money, and you hate
 [bad word] it ain't all good, I wish a [bad word] would
 He ain't gotta love me back I wouldn't die for my hood
 Southside!... I wouldn't change it if I could
 It ain't what they make it out as, just misunderstood...

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
 You see them niggaz, kill 'um, they been poppin' [bad word] for mad long
 Shotgun to 'um, get your Donovan Mcnabb on
 Sad song, burgundy glue, all on a [bad word] lawn
 It's a man's world, and them niggas got pads on
 Everywhere I go, I get the fishbowl effect
 I'm like a [bad word]  flat screen couple bricks on my neck
 The break is over, the break is over, I'm back
 I'm Takin' over, I'm takin' over, Click Clack... !
 I kill the dro so, I'm gon' end up chromo
 Henessey it until I pass out, like Jojo
 Talk behind the next [bad word] back, you hoe bro
 And I don't kill 'um softly, ride by 'um in slow mo
 I'm a real [bad word]  my opposition [bad word] fam
 Why should I fear man that wouldn't crush a beer can
 I came in this [bad word] top pick, and I still am
 Reputation tougher than leather, and my wheel, Lamb...

[Chorus:]
 You try to escape and some [bad word] you can't rid
 You belong to the street, too late
 They don't give a [bad word] 'bout how you fe