Race 2 Nowhere" Lyrics

      Chorus: Race 2 Nowhere! 4X

     I’m Runnin’ My Lane YEUH! 4X

THE GHETTO" Lyrics

 2. “The Ghetto”

         4:56

Chorus

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

 

1st Verse

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto where life sucks

And Mama’s and Daddy’s lose their life over a couple bucks

 

And babies and baby mama’s have to endure the killin

Where all of the local news crews promote the villain

Never promote the willin, not consider the lost

Ones who caught between the guns and paying the cost

 

Dealers payin they boss, boss payin the law

The law turn a blind eye for the crime they saw

 

Money blinding us all

We lust after it bad

Especially presented to people who never had

 

The Messiah is sad, His creation so low

That’s why I represent the poor

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

 

Chorus

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

 

 

2nd Verse

My people livin in the hood tryin to get dough

They sellin bootleg and clothes and booty and blow

 

Daddy locked in a hole

Shawty chasin the cheddar

Mama working so hard tryin to keep family together

 

Tryin to endure the weather and stay close to the light

The trials of life ain’t never right but enduring the fight

 

Not believin the hype and lies the devil will tell

If it was left up to satan we’ll all burn in hell

We’ll all sit in jail; our families will suffer the pain

We’ll all walk through life without callin on Jesus name

 

That’s why satan a lie and God don’t love him no more

And so he hatin on me, bro

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

 

Chorus

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

 

3rd Verse

I’ve lived in gutter ghettos, it’s always been hard

Always been protected by God and always been smart

 

Always been black, poor and ugly, an outcast

Fast with the heart of 200 Hemi’s to out past

 

And outlast my adversaries

Think it’s a game?

And I don’t need my grill and chain to rep Messiah name

 

Cause He was beat for me and died and rose from the grave

That’s why I don’t need a hater, ok, to know I’m saved

 

He love thugs, the ghetto

God, He is not done

I preach and teach and reside where you cannot come

 

Where they ride high on 2 sixes and get low in a 4

Christ died for all of us dog, even the gutta of the ghetto

 

Chorus

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

HYDRO" Lyrics

 3. “Hydro”

         3:04

1st Verse

Revolution Art, Revolution Art

PZilla spit a rhyme like a poison dart

 

Who take ya to the gutta when the bassline start

Who in ya chest like King Kong, bust that heart

 

I crank it up like a Lambo Gallardo

I sweat them out, ride out like tie bo

I bust ya head like a NY po-po

Not for real, I don’t kill, that’s a oh no

P-Z-I-L-L-A stay C-R-U-N-K that’s trill

Most rappers will tell you they’ll kill

Won’t bust a grape, pop nothing but a pill

 

I’m bright like Hawaii without 5.0

A blackberry stay sweet like a mango

 

Tic tock, pop lock like bypo

Raise up, drop down like hydro

 

Chorus

 

Florida boy organic all real

One hundred percent, all trill

 

Worldwide I turn down a deal

It was sticky nasty like Enfamil

 

Let rap die if you wanna steal and kill

I flip that, came back with a mass appeal

 

I’m in a vampire throat like a garlic pill

You can’t pimp me, dog that’s a harlot deal

 

Forever flow like a human gobstopper

Quick to shoot like an overweight copper

 

Save ya life like a rescue chopper

Ya need help, just call big poppa

 

I keep ya head bangin out like rock

My John Hancock took me to the top

 

Old school like players from Ohio

Raise the Cadillac and drop it like hydro

 

Chorus

Bridge

26 rims on the candy apple whip

Got them switches on the dash, make that big body tip

 

VIP poppin, got the dance floor hot

When the DJ play this song, make the club wild out

DIRTY DUVAL" Lyrics

4. “Dirty Duval”

          3:07

1st Verse

Tallahassee born…..Jacksonville bred

Cashville, TN is where I lay my head

 

I get bread, get cake, get dough

Then bake it into packs of CD’s like blow

 

Too fast, too furious if you ain’t never know

Go! Like Speed Racer with my foot to the flow

 

You a killa? Playa you ain’t never buss

I joke in Dark Knight like, “Why so serious?”

 

I’m a Kama Kazi, Kawasaki, Dakodi flow on the mic

Blow like a hurricane, swing like orangutan

 

Self defense, haters knowin what it be

We protect the family

I’mma ride like a G

 

I eat from the heat of the beats

I’m a boss now

And rock shows over seas like we cross town

 

I bring pain like jack boys who snatch chains

I get you higher than blow

They wanna, “What’s ya name?”

 

2nd Verse

850 born…….904 bred

615 where ya boy lay my head

Never die dog, me like T-2

Tell you like a real yard, mon

Whatcha gwon do

 

When me boolyka, boolyka

All dem rude boy scattah

When me buss microphone

Kill da heaters fi fun

I fought the laws of God and God won

Put the devil on the run when I represent the Son

 

You represent the guns and blow packs and crack

When I hit you with the truth

Betcha won’t hit back

 

I take you deeper than Chicago snow…Chi-town!

I get you higher than blow

They wanna know, “What’s ya name?”

 

 

 

 

3rd Verse

Dirty Duval…..We tear the roof off

I got that Hercules, you got that RuPaul

 

I’m like a Miercealgo in 5th gear

PZilla bite hard like Tyson on a ear

 

Ya got the people fooled, stuntin with ya lil ice

Fans don’t know you a broke back in real life

 

Pettidee PepsiCola to the game

Higher than 52’s and Perrelli’s on a plane

What’s my name?

FREEZE" Lyrics

 5. “Freeze”

 

Chorus

When you see me in the streets, dog freeze

When I walk it like a G, I freeze

 

1st Verse

I flip the flow like a pro, steady grow man

I Kimbo Slice a mic like Conan

 

Black blues brother blood, I’m a soul man

Ice cold man, focus in control man

 

They bump Zilla worldwide, yes sir man

In and out the window of your whip like bruh man

 

Coast to coast in every hood like a G

If you want love worldwide get like me

 

Chorus

When you see me in the streets, dog freeze

When I walk it like a G, I freeze

 

2nd Verse

These last couple of years I heard some strange thangs

It’s like the whole rap game smoking crack mane

 

Where the real? Where the G’s? Where the truth?

It’s just a hand full of rappers bringin fire to the booth

 

I jump high and hit the ground with a thunder sound

I keep ya warm from the lava of the underground

 

From Kingston town to St Ann’s Bay they say

ZillaMan ah trill mon ‘em no come fi play

 

I use to dance the moonwalk like MJ

But now I dunk the skywalk like MJ

 

Coast to coast in every hood like a G

If you want love worldwide get like me

 

Chorus

When you see me in the streets, dog freeze

When I walk it like a G, I freeze

 

3rd Verse

Ya know they say that hiphop is dead, I don’t agree

But I will tell ya hiphop’s got crabs and herpes

 

Rappers spread the disease, dog it ain’t fair

And label heads blow ya bread in the air

 

They love to drink the devil’s juice, take a swig

Put that black face paint on darkie and do a jig

 

Anything for the bread, paper, feta, cheese

Consider beef raps HIV

 

Just to move a couple of units they’ll bust ya head

But I don’t fear nothing but God, I ain’t never scared

 

If my spirit leave my flesh, I ain’t never dead

All this life I speak on music, I ain’t never dead

 

Girls give me kiss and mama’s give me hug

Give me dap, it’s Pettidee

Mr. Thug Love

 

Coast to coast in every hood like a G

If you want love worldwide, get like me

 

Chorus

When you see me in the streets, dog freeze

When I walk it like a G, I freeze

MY TRUNK BANGIN" feat RAS Lyrics