Nowhere To Run
& fuzzbubble; 'Ol Dirty Bastard; DMX; The Crystal Method; with Ozzy Osbourne Lyrics


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I don't walk, I stalk, living foul like pork
Shutting down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what the niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Sucking my dick and my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh with 'em
Blood bath when I let the fucking rap hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em,
That's all it took, another crook taken out over a dirty look
I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead
You're not taking a fucking thing from me but hot lead
You know my style, fagot, 'cause I'm always scheming
In Jail, niggas holdin' a sink, screaming
Police! But you got no peace
Yo, was that you, big man, and a lot more grease?
All I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of this
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be running this

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul

Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black, and blue
Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you
Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew
Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do?
Sister of the universe, selecting me in time
I'm falling down upon the Earth and singing truth in rhyme
If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I'm through,
And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you!

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul
Argh, yargh, yargh, yargh

Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul

What you motherfuckers invented
Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented
Most know, don't front on Ol' Dity Bastard
I call on Jesus
There's no obstacles that you have to jump
There's no walls that you have to climb
This is real, this is elementary, dear, elementary, Watson
Elementary, argh!
I ain't no picture on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got the P
I know you don't recognize me now, I done cocooned
How many lightning bolts do it take to light up a fucking moon?
Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me
We don't need it, it gets more ugly
Fools tryin' to bust their ass,
Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name
I call myself in the bitch butthole
All the same, all the same, all the same





Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to this mashup of songs by Ol' Dirty Bastard, DMX, The Crystal Method, and Ozzy Osbourne's "Nowhere to Run" are intense and aggressive. ODB starts off with his gritty, street-hardened lyrics, declaring himself as an untouchable force on the underground streets of New York. He refers to himself as "Hawk," and boasts about his power and influence over others in his community. DMX chimes in with his signature growl, warning that there is nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, as the Reaper has saved your soul. Both rappers convey a sense of danger and violence, through their vivid descriptions of bloody confrontations and gunplay.


The Crystal Method's contribution to the song comes in the form of a melodic chorus, which provides a juxtaposition to the harsh rapping. The chorus is sung by Ozzy Osbourne, and it speaks of being surrounded by colors and light, falling to earth, and singing truth in rhyme. The lyrics suggest a sense of introspection and self-reflection, in contrast to the bravado and aggression of the rappers. Throughout the song, there is a sense of urgency and impending doom, as if the characters in the song are constantly on the verge of destruction.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't walk, I stalk, living foul like pork
I move with purpose and aggression, embracing a lifestyle that many would consider distasteful.


Shutting down underground streets of New York
Disrupting and dominating the criminal underbelly of New York City.


Hawk is what the niggas call me, 'cause they all be / Sucking my dick and my mother fucking balls, G
My nickname is Hawk, and I have a lot of respect among my peers, who are also eager to please me sexually.


I know the half, so I laugh with 'em / Blood bath when I let the fucking rap hit 'em / Full clip, but only half did 'em / That's all it took, another crook taken out over a dirty look
I understand the danger of my lifestyle, but still take pleasure in it. My lyrics are deadly, and I'm not afraid to use them to take out those who cross me.


I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead / You're not taking a fucking thing from me but hot lead
I kill those who oppose me and take what I want by force.


You know my style, fagot, 'cause I'm always scheming / In Jail, niggas holdin' a sink, screaming / Police! But you got no peace / Yo, was that you, big man, and a lot more grease?
My cunning and devious nature is well-known, even among those who have been locked up with me in jail. I taunt my enemies and am suspicious of those around me at all times.


All I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of this / Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be running this
I am the king of the streets, feared by all and unopposed in my power.


Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black, and blue / Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you / Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew / Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do? / Sister of the universe, selecting me in time / I'm falling down upon the Earth and singing truth in rhyme / If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I'm through / And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you!
I am a complex person, struggling with fear and confusion as I navigate through life. I am drawn to artistic expression and seek to find my place in the world.


What you motherfuckers invented / Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented / Most know, don't front on Ol' Dity Bastard / I call on Jesus
I am the product of a society that values aggression and chaos. Though many know of my reputation, they still dare not cross me. Despite my rough exterior, I cling to my faith in times of hardship.


There's no obstacles that you have to jump / There's no walls that you have to climb / This is real, this is elementary, dear, elementary, Watson / Elementary, argh!
Life is simple and straightforward, and anyone who tells you otherwise is lying.


I ain't no picture on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch / You don't want this money till it's rich / Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free / Go against the grain, I got the P / I know you don't recognize me now, I done cocooned / How many lightning bolts do it take to light up a fucking moon? / Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me / We don't need it, it gets more ugly / Fools tryin' to bust their ass, / Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name / I call myself in the bitch butthole / All the same, all the same, all the same
I am a unique and powerful force in the music industry. My art is a means of freeing oneself from societal constraints and expectations. Those who doubt my influence do so at their own risk.


Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide / Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul
No matter what you do or where you go, death will catch up to you eventually.




Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: EARL SIMMONS, JACK BLADES, KENNETH DAVID JORDAN, OZZY OSBOURNE, RICK RUBIN, RUSSELL JONES, SCOTT KIRKLAND

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