Elzhi) Where you gonna hide? Rapper Where you gonna hide? Dilla Dog, Jay Dee Where you gonna hide? Elzhi Where you gonna hide? Phonte Another little brother
) Where you gonna hide? Rapper Where you gonna hide? Dilla Dog, Jay Dee Where you gonna hide? Elzhi Where you gonna hide? Phonte Another little brother
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like
to where they're buildin' now And ride our bikes around You think I'm just a little kid Some trouble's on the way But I knew this place before you did
south, they used to call her Mother Antie She said No Mrs. Just Antie She said if anybody ever called her Antie she'd burn the whole goddamn place down
hair stand up on the back of your neck I'm comin for you haters, little bitches you are You can run, you can hide, but you won't get far Bullets for
gonna turn 'em into money Well, they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack Little baby brother on the floor that's Mack Bren and Lin are the family twins And big brother
already wanna see some of my niggas locked up in jail home Instead of hollerin at em on a cell phone R.I.P. cuz my little brother Rell gone Got to show
to misery punk, we deep rooted in this You know what I'm sayin' KCMO, KCK, you know what I'm sayin' That's how we do it, Tech N9ne in this place Trying
is bond, I murder any bitch That fuck with my niggas Blow a hole up in your body Straight dismantle your figure A'yo where Rah Digga? Scopin' out the little
little while, better time and ride out To tha finest hideout, silver wrist and a twist 'Cuz the neighborhood homes is a risk And uh do you really wanna ride wit me Sit back and hide
got till January to get they shit together; You hear that niggas January (chea) Chad West [Verse One: Young Chris] Yo; Ayo Momma workin hard Big brother
to? I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you All up in my face with that, are you ready? But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady You little
on the news Little children starve Growing tired of born Little things that keep us all close and warm While the war's going on Find a place you can hide
little baby muskart's cousin Gotta 'em fryin' in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack My little baby brother
against the tides of time And the water flows forever? Hey, hey, hey Now, I'm gonna build a boat, I'm gonna make it float 'Cause I'm getting the chase for a faraway place
little sad inside When my baby mistreats me I never never never have a place to hide I need you Sometimes I feel I feel a little sad inside When my
ya Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip And all that other ringling brothers shit
