Got Nowhere
State Property Lyrics

Yo I come from a crack in the ground, a hole in the wall
I come from a rough environment, from the bottom of society.

And dog when the crack ain't around, the smokers'll brawl
Without drugs, the people in this environment turn violent.

Streets like a bullet in cancer, it'll swallow you up or eat you from the inside and hollow you up
The streets are like a disease, it can destroy you from the outside or inside.

And everyday like a test, you know life got rules and its sorta like checkers and chess
Life has its own set of rules, like a strategy game.

I went to school and took the lessons punk Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced A rook get jumped
I learned that in life, some people will get ahead while others will be taken advantage of and used.

Faggot niggas took the easy route They either coked out, smoked out, doped out Niggas took the needle route
Some people take the easy way out by using drugs.

And I ain't tryin to take either route I'm tryin to stop get weeded out Really, tryin to weed it out
I don't want to fall into that trap. I'm trying to avoid it and help others do the same.

No the flipside we choosin your way Like gettin fat from losin the weight or losing that from, usin the weight
We are choosing to do things our own way, whether that means gaining or losing weight or overcoming other challenges.

I feel like I'm speeding and I'm 'bout to crash No where to go and I'm gettin there fast
I feel like I'm out of control and headed for disaster with no way to stop it.

[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
The chorus expresses the feeling of being trapped with no escape in a dangerous environment where the only outcomes are death or prison.

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
I'm caught in a system where people without direction are leading others, and my music reflects this reality.

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 use drugs to deal with my pain, and people draw conclusions about me based on my behavior, but I'm just trying to survive.

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
I reach out to friends in prison, and I understand the pain of losing loved ones and how it can make you callous.

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
I feel stuck and helpless, but I am still looking for a way out, like the hopeful lyrics of a song by The O'Jays.

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
I keep searching for the right path, but I still struggle to find it, and I want to balance my flaws with my strengths.

[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
The chorus repeats the feeling of entrapment and hopelessness in a dangerous environment.

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
It feels like we work hard just to struggle more, and I sometimes seek escape through drugs. I remember my aunt's house as a place of comfort and refuge.

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
My aunt died from the same habits I have, and I wish I could break free and have a chance to live my life differently.

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
Even though I'm a successful rapper, I can still get into trouble with the law, and I know that someone might try to hurt me because of my fame.

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
I might achieve great success, but that doesn't erase the possibility of tragedy, and I still feel like I am trapped and without options.

[Chorus] Ooouu hooouu, got nowhere Ooouu hooouu, I got nowhere to Ooouu hooouu, got nowhere Ooouu hooouu, I got nowhere to run
The chorus repeats again, emphasizing the theme of feeling trapped and hopeless in a dangerous environment.