Got Nowhere
Beanie Sigel Lyrics


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Yo I come from a crack in the ground, a hole in the wall
And dog when the crack ain't around, the smokers'll brawl
Streets like a bullet in cancer, it'll swallow you up
or eat you from the inside and hollow you up
And everyday like a test, you know life got rules
and its sorta like checkers and chess
I went to school and took the lessons punk
Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced
A rook get jumped
Faggot niggas took the easy route
They either coked out, smoked out, doped out
Niggas took the needle route
And I ain't tryin to take either route
I'm tryin to stop get weeded out
Really, tryin to weed it out
No the flipside we choosin your way
Like gettin fat from losin the weight
or losing that from, usin the weight
I feel like I'm speeding and I'm 'bout to crash
No where to go and I'm gettin there fast

[Chorus]
Ooouu hooouu, got nowhere
Ooouu hooouu, I got nowhere to
Ooouu hooouu, got nowhere
Ooouu hooouu, I got nowhere to run
(man speaking, girl singing throughout)
We in the streets player get your man
There's only two places to go, we either dead or in jail
What the
Ooouu hooouu, I got nowhere

Eh yo I'm caught up in the system where the blind lead the blind
and this artist only speaks on the signs of the time
And I pop pills in purple rain to state my pain
They say I'm just like my father, bold and too cold
But you know that's how a thug ride
I send a kite through a dove in a jail where the thugs cry
I feel your pain when you restrained and your love die
and make your heart hard, the blood in your vein fry
Feel like I'm trapped and I'm blindfolded
But my eyes wide open to see it
Feel like the O'Jay's, climbin those stairways hopin
Heaven's gates wide open for me
Look towards a lie, Sige in direction
Still I spin in every direction, seekin directions
Tryin to balance out the good with the imperfections
Yeah I know I still move with nowhere to go

[Chorus]

It seems like we grind from the bottom
just to make it to the bottom to see faces of the people that I shot
When I get high late night, flow through the bottom
My aunt's house, one of the places that I stopped
See she just died, she got cancer from smokin and drinkin
The same shit that I'm drinkin' and smokin
I can't lie, wish life would just open its handcuffs
and let me go, I feel like I'm doin a bit
I can't slide, so what I'm a rapper?
I can't escape the wrath of the law if I crash up my whip
or get, blast in the jaw
Prick, mastered his fifth
I might go triple platinum, become a household name
After a long day of out of town work make my way to the plane
Plane fast in the tenth
Hear mayday, mayday, control's outta work
How the hell can life end like this? Nowhere to go





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

Beanie Sigel's song Got Nowhere speaks about the struggle and circumstances of growing up in a crime-ridden neighborhood where the only options seem to be to either sell drugs or use drugs. The lyrics are raw and honest, reflecting the brutality of the streets and the harsh realities of life. Sigel talks about how his environment has affected him, how the rules of the streets are like playing checkers and chess, and how he is trying to find a way out. He describes feeling trapped and blindfolded, having nowhere to go but still striving to balance out the good with the imperfections.


The chorus of Got Nowhere is a cry for help, with Sigel emotively repeating, "I got nowhere to run, got nowhere." The song is a reflection of the harsh realities that many people face when growing up in impoverished neighborhoods where the legal system is stacked against them. He touches on subjects such as systemic racism, drug addiction, and the cycle of poverty. In the end, the song is about survival, and how despite the odds stacked against him, Sigel is determined to find a way out and succeed.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo I come from a crack in the ground, a hole in the wall
I come from very little, a rough and difficult environment


And dog when the crack ain't around, the smokers'll brawl
When there's no crack to be had, people will fight for it


Streets like a bullet in cancer, it'll swallow you up
The streets are dangerous and can consume you


or eat you from the inside and hollow you up
The streets can change you, leaving you feeling empty and hollow


And everyday like a test, you know life got rules
Every day is a challenge, there are rules you need to play by to survive


and its sorta like checkers and chess
Life is like a game of strategy, you need to make good moves to succeed


I went to school and took the lessons punk
I learned from my experiences


Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced
In life, things can change quickly and unexpectedly


A rook get jumped
In life, sometimes you can be taken by surprise and suffer the consequences


Faggot niggas took the easy route
Some people take the easy way out by turning to drugs and addiction


They either coked out, smoked out, doped out
These people are either high on cocaine, marijuana or addicted to drugs


Niggas took the needle route
Some people turn to injecting drugs


And I ain't tryin to take either route
I'm not interested in taking the easy way out


I'm tryin to stop get weeded out
I'm trying to stop smoking weed and getting caught up in addiction


Really, tryin to weed it out
I'm really trying to stop smoking weed


No the flipside we choosin your way
On the other hand, we're choosing your way, the harder way


Like gettin fat from losin the weight
Like gaining something good while losing something bad


or losing that from, usin the weight
Or losing something good by using something bad


I feel like I'm speeding and I'm 'bout to crash
I feel like I'm heading for disaster


No where to go and I'm gettin there fast
I have nowhere to turn and things are happening quickly


[Chorus]


Eh yo I'm caught up in the system where the blind lead the blind
I'm stuck in a system that's not working well, with blind people leading other blind people


and this artist only speaks on the signs of the time
I'm an artist who speaks about the issues of the day


And I pop pills in purple rain to state my pain
I take medication to alleviate my physical and emotional pain


They say I'm just like my father, bold and too cold
People say I'm just like my father, strong and unfeeling


But you know that's how a thug ride
This is how someone in my situation has to act


I send a kite through a dove in a jail where the thugs cry
I communicate with people in similar situations in jail


I feel your pain when you restrained and your love die
I empathize with your pain when you feel trapped and have lost loved ones


and make your heart hard, the blood in your vein fry
These things can harden your heart and damage your health


Feel like I'm trapped and I'm blindfolded
I feel stuck and unable to see my way out


But my eyes wide open to see it
But I'm aware of the challenges I face


Feel like the O'Jay's, climbin those stairways hopin
I feel like the R&B group The O'Jays, climbing up a set of stairs and hoping to reach the top


Heaven's gates wide open for me
I hope that I can enter the gates of heaven someday


Look towards a lie, Sige in direction
I'm looking towards a lie, heading in a direction that might not be right


Still I spin in every direction, seekin directions
I'm spinning in many directions, still figuring out which direction to go


Tryin to balance out the good with the imperfections
I'm trying to balance the good things in my life with the imperfections and struggles I face


Yeah I know I still move with nowhere to go
I know I'm still making progress, even if I don't know where I'm going


[Chorus]


It seems like we grind from the bottom
It feels like we're working hard just to stay where we are at the bottom


just to make it to the bottom to see faces of the people that I shot
To get to the bottom and see the consequences of my actions, people I've harmed


When I get high late night, flow through the bottom
When I get high at night, I feel lost and at the bottom


My aunt's house, one of the places that I stopped
My aunt's house is one of the places I go to relax


See she just died, she got cancer from smokin and drinkin
My aunt died from cancer caused by her smoking and drinking


The same shit that I'm drinkin' and smokin
I'm drinking and smoking the same things that killed my aunt


I can't lie, wish life would just open its handcuffs
I wish I could break free from the barriers that hold me back


and let me go, I feel like I'm doin a bit
I feel trapped and suffocated, like I'm in prison


I can't slide, so what I'm a rapper?
I can't escape the consequences of my actions by being a rapper


I can't escape the wrath of the law if I crash up my whip
I can't avoid punishment if I break the law by crashing my car


or get, blast in the jaw
Or get physically attacked and injured


Prick, mastered his fifth
I am confident in my abilities as a rapper


I might go triple platinum, become a household name
I have the potential to become extremely successful


After a long day of out of town work make my way to the plane
After a long day of work, I travel home by plane


Plane fast in the tenth
The plane is moving quickly at a high altitude


Hear mayday, mayday, control's outta work
I hear a distress signal, the people in control are unable to respond


How the hell can life end like this? Nowhere to go
How is it possible that my life could end suddenly like this, with nowhere to turn?


[Chorus]




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: UMMAR ALWAN, GARY FEARS, DWIGHT GRANT, DENNIS R. JACKSON, K. JOHNSON, CLAY MC MURRAY, KANYE OMARI WEST

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