Album: 6 Feet Deep Year: 1994 Track: 3 Track Produced By: Prince Paul Samples: "Jagger the Dagger" by Eugene McDaniels & "Nowhere to Run" by Martha and the Vandellas & "Funk Talk" by Southside Movement & "Synthetic Substitution" by Melvin Bliss & "Protect Ya Neck" by Wu-Tang Clan & "Buffalo Gals" by Malcolm McLaren & "Funky Sea, Funky Dew (Live Version)" by Brecker Brothers Lyrics: [Verse One: RZArector] Let's get it on Akh, and watch the spot get blown I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem From the mists of the darkness I come with this Hittin straight, to the chest, like I'm Primatene mist Rzarector, YAH, the fanatical type I'm like a bat, in the night, when it's time to take flight Here I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sess I'm obsessed, by the sounds, the track posess Intellectual, killer, special majestical Roping up the devils have 'em hanging from my testicles Nowhere to run to ba-bay There's nowhere to hide [Verse Two: The Grym Reaper] Ahh... fuck it! Another day, another ducat From here to Nantucket MC's kick the bucket I'm rugged and rough blowing up till I bust While other rappers is flatter than a white girl's butt I manifest my name and the reason I came in the first place Words shake your brain just like an earthquake A lot of people admit that I am raw I cover my ass like a V-I-M, store My jaws are real wicked like Dahmer A whole alma mater of niggas is like a meal ticket There's nowhere to run to ba-bay There's nowhere to hide [Verse Three: The Gatekeeper] Yo As a child, a bad seed, was on the prowl Runnin' mad wild, 'cause death was my style The crazy, maniac, yo, lunatic I circle like a shark when the fresh blood drips Needles to the pin now you're in I eat em then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets from your skin Terrorism, with the RZA is a Grym Problem one now begins, hah! Shrink up your skull to the size of a tweeter Record to the meter, so tell me who could be the next one Gravediggaz complex death oath And watch Gatekeep, kill a fucking note Here we go, I'm cursed with the dawn you was warned And now, I'm slayin every new firstborn There's nowhere to run to ba-bay There's nowhere to hide There's nowhere to run to ba-bay You best to stay inside ... You best to stay inside [Verse Four: RZArector] Here comes the drastic..(Protect Ya Neck intro) Ha sike!... attacking, attacking, attacking, ATTACKING I'm wrappin you bastard now prepare your casket Death is the final step, when y'all step To intercept, the rep, of a brother, who has kept His status, stop the madness, that is I flow just to show that, black, y'all can know that Me, being wack is like naps on Kojak Eruptions of volcanoes, o-ccur when I speak Try to twist my dialect and get caught by tornadoes There's nowhere to run to ba-bay There's nowhere to hide There's nowhere to run to ba-bay You best to stay inside [Outro: The Undertaker] {​​​​​Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide}​​​​​ Cause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hide Cause there's nowhere to run, cause there's nowhere to hide And just when you thought it was safe to make records From the bottomless pit, the RZA, the Keeper, the Reaper And myself the Undertaker Pourin gravy all on your brains, you know what I'm sayin? And this one goes out, to all of those who thought the Gravediggaz would fall All of those who forgot to take No-Doz All the low-life snakes and liars, you know who you are And to the A&R who couldn't understand the product Now look who's on top [Nigga, word to life Nigga, you gonna say boo to us? Much money as we bring in this motherfucker? You don't own the place anyway! The white man own it You just frontin your ass off!]