Two Words - Radio Edit

We in the streets playa, getcha mail
It's only two places you'll end up -
either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless,
bustas, boostas, hoes

Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go...sill nowhere to go..

Two words, United States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody MOVE

Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody MOVE

Two words, BK , NY, bedstuy
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why
These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Every traffic, one lane, everybody MOVE

Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody MOVE

Now throw ya hands up bustless,
bustas （Throw your hands up high）
Boostas, hoes, everybody,
fuck that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go...still nowhere
to go... （ohhhhhh）

and keep ya hands up bustless,
bustas （Till they reach the sky）
Boostas, hoes, everybody,
fuck that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go...still
nowhere to go... （ohhhhhh）

Aiyyo, two words, Chi town,
South side, world wide
Cuz I, rep that, till I, fuckin die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
One wall, twenty plaques,
dudes say, Gimme that
I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like,
shoulda been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy nominated

Hotel accommodated,
cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, playa hated,
mom and pop, bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy

So I live by two words, Fuck you, pay me

Screamin, Jesus save me

You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cuz on Judgment Day, you gon blame me

Look God, it's the same me
I （Throw） basically know now （Your）
we could （Up） racially profile （High）
Cuffed up and hosed down,
pimped up and hoe down （ohhhhhh）
Plus I got a whole city
to hold down （ohhhhhh）
From the bottom to the top

So only place to go down
Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R
Turn y'all rap niggaz into
two words, fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner, you better
sleep with your burner
The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul
Free...young bars, fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
and broads, forget ya squad,
let em find for yourself
Have you screamin out four
words Send for the Lord
Two words, Freeway's slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist,

leave with his broad..