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Ain't No Way

 

Ain't No Way

(album: Will Rap For Food - 2002)


There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way

They don't understand, they do not fucking understand
The shit is serious, it's like, I'm not gonna let
I'm not gonna...
There ain't no way, I'mma let any motherfuckers
There ain't no way I'mma let a motherfucker hold me down
There ain't no way, I'mma let em tell me that I'm not...
Yo there ain't... yo check it out

There ain't no way I'mma let it happen, I'm staying to myself
Playin for my health
Relayin mesages that I felt
On the course of my life, till I'm divorced with my life
The plans to be stable enough to have two dogs and a wife
Since I was offered my life, I tried to make the best of it
And make it stand out until Mother Nature's digested it
With the sense to beware of death
But strength to not be scared of death
You don't understand that, then you really not prepared for death
Document that and learn it
I've been a hermit while twisting that green like Kermit my team like burning
I'm from where chicks think they're too super to hear rappers bustin
And act like they're all that after liposuction
Radio sucks like sluts when they like corruption
And haters be so full of shit they need lip reductions
This is something not for commerical radio
But any person's radio that's out there searching every show
For sick flows to sick beats
This where that shit be
And if I spot you like Mackenzie, I'll pop you like Popinski
Chop you up like minced meat
Toss you where the fish be
And leave your teeth marks where my fist be if you diss me
Listen and respect
I'm Mr. SOS
And I ain't taking no shorts nigga, I'm quitting cigarettes
From the south
A true Cuba-Rican reaching your standards
And what you really have to understand is
There ain't no way

There ain't no way to take us out
I told y'all don't sleep on the South
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way

Ain't no way, they just... hehe, they just ain't getting it
Plain and clear they ain't getting it, step away, you gotta undersand it

Yo, I've been done wrong, fronted on, told that I'll never make it
People have dissed my songs and underestimated
All the attacks have been steroids making me stronger
Like dying from polygraph test shocks you couldn't be wronger
Motherfuckers wanna play around I recommend Tonka
Niggas thinking shit's sweet watching too much Willy Wonka
I don't really want the fame I wanna gain respect
Block my path and I'll make a passing lane through your neck
I'm tired, frustration got me wired to blow
One reason I'm quick to drink or fire the dro
The harder crass pull me down, then the higher I go
There ain't too many musicians who ain't dealt with liars before
So I, flow wise, stay awake like a coke high
My words my, James Bond, watch you with my Gold-Eye
Dealing with snakes thinking they so sly
Most of them is pussies but have never been between a ho's thighs
You can hold my, dick, if you really want a piece of me
Biters illegally, trying to tap into my frequency
Hoping they'll be seeing me, art I've created recently
And then they use all my shit in battles when they beef with me
Bitch, here's your collar and your bone
Not even gonna dog y'all
Stay in the backyard where you belong
Only worthy of being a topic in a song
Everything that ain't right, kill it, you dead wrong
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way
There ain't no way

There ain't no way (That I'mma take an L)
There ain't no way (That I'mma go to jail)
There ain't no way (The cops gonna make me tell)
There ain't no way (I'll see you all in hell)

Mr. S.O.S., Deacon the Villian, DJ Kno rocking the fucking beat
Ain't nothing else really to that we have to say...
Except there ain't no way, hehe yo

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