Laid-Back Studios - No Way Out lyrics

No Way Outv Verse 1: Ahh...... Let it be said; Only the 'intelligent' men; Can try to step; To the best; - ..... .... -And even then? -THEY; Tread carefully (Heh!) (Why?)\ Many men know that -I'll -Sever the head; of any; Medeling pests -Who protest; I ain't ready for;-Whatever be next! Am I the remedy? -Yes! -But You'd Never guess who!.. The Diabetic head; With High sugar tests -And red eyes; Blessed; But with -a messed mind; Cleverly dressed; Sniffing ket from his bedside! ..... Cah I hate the world I'm living in!... Im chilling in my house Pouring dizzle in my mouth; Pilling out.. sounds like i give a sh**! Its k**ing cah Im wishing I could help Even just a little bit.. But im TOO lazy.. And inconsiderite! ive considered it" ... But ive just lit a rip and decided id Rather smoke a spliff and just live with it! Hook: (8) Its mad how my tracks still get no plays, how? Okay, So Gage Now what's the plan? (Yeah?) Wraps.. Raps.. Cocaine.. Clouds.. I'm back on my back; There's no way out! (x2) Verse 2: Jhesus I got no memory left!.. Cah I smoke so much weed; that,- -Im wheezing-with - every breath; ..... Ive ingested a measurement;- -of c**aine and ketamine; and thats; infected- -my chest and im left with unheavenly phlegm! ... -My right lungs collapsed; and my brain feels downsized..... DAMN My head is a mess...... S'why Im glad to be out mine.. I think The anaesthetics wearing off but im daring no doubt I;- -Swear it; I ain't caring bout the downside! I'm lonely and broke.... Bruddas think it's funny.... But its only a joke when you standing on the outside!!! ... b**h! well now im about mine! Yeah, Damn right! You all know that its about time! What other artist do you know; -to go His hardest when he goes; -and throws A cold flow down like! Ahhhhh Hook: (8) Its mad how my tracks still get no plays, how?` Okay, So Gage Now what's the plan? Wraps.. Raps.. Cocaine.. Clouds.. I'm back on my back; There's no way out! (x2) Verse 3: -sh**..-I feel I've hit rock bottom I dont even like my own rhymes when i jot em! Bruddas I've forgotten look to me as if they; blame,- -me cos we had the same habits then i lost em! ...... Or maybe cos I'm not em! ... f** it, I ain't worried for your troubles; b**h!.... I'd rather Give em shovels.. and tell the c*nts to DIG! Don't Gas now; I'm the motherf**ing KING! Come off it.. I ain't stopping; till, -My kidneys fail at Twenty-Three! (WAHHH?!) ... And Maybe They'll bury me; with, a- New-future-Headstone that plays my Past MP3'S So Even when im Gone I'll piss you off in the cemetary! And maybe if I die; Then I'll get noticed; then; ...... Fans'll cherish dead me... So know this; when; I hold a pen but dont speak its not cos i dont wanna Its cos you ain't ready for the words that would follow! Hook: (16) Its mad how my tracks still get no plays, how? Okay, So Gage Now what's the plan? Wraps.. Raps.. Cocaine.. Clouds.. I'm back on my back; There's no way out! (x4) [Fading Out]