No place to run and hide To free the pain that's in my mind The whole world's falling in on me My brain is numb, my eyes they cannot see Jump into your
cemeteries, don't worry it's time to visit Broke bones, tombstones, how do you think I'm kidding Its home, sweet home, the land of the forbidden All hail, run
Bone, Bone, Bone Wasteland soldiers These are the days of our lives (Of our lives, of our lives) I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever
, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs Everyday thugs we be Bone
u-ugs, young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs. [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone/Wish Bone] [Krayzie:] Standin' outside is a broken thug, (
with Bone Thugs Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run
with Bone Thugs Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings (Layzie Bone) It ain't nowhere
me I fall into the sky like I was falling into a beautiful blue sea I want to stop the world and hide But there's nowhere to run and no place left inside
the dark Under my skin I'm a master of sorrow And every night I swim with the sharks Under my skin I'm ready to run Well under my skin there's nowhere
huh? Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do When they come for you, come for you, what? [TQ] [1] - No, ain't nowhere to run And no, ain't nowhere to hide
shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones
homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament
Years ago they took from me The only thing I ever loved For I've returned, hear me say There's nowhere to run Vengeance is mine, snap of your spine Tracking
away Fire moves away, son And why would you say I was the last one? All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Cold, cold
know, so hard It took my breath away and now it broke my heart Tell me what turns you on, what makes you drill my every single bone? Now you win, an
you half close your eyes You can make out mine in the ghostly light And you'll hear me cry, "It's not me? Though you shrink in fear, I am nowhere near
bottle of champagne. JOE waits to meet her at the bottom of the stairs. HE's reaching out to take her arm, when as if from nowhere, SHE suddenly produces