Paroles:
The Doors Don T Go No Further

Same ol' rat race Life in the same ol' cage. I don't want nothing from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real

don't really need to look very much further I don't want to have to go where you don't follow I won't hold it back again, this passion inside Can't run

with a pitchfork Cuz you're a big gut, that's what you get for it Now I take your sorry ass and I throw you out Cuz I don't need your dead body stinkin

Don't walk away from me, oh. Don't walk away from me. Don't you dare, don't you dare walk away from me. I have nothing, nothing, nothing. If I don't

I don't give a fuck anymore Move out the way Them dudes don't have fun anymore Take the money out the register And run for the door Looking no further

I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed Sucker move, for that they don't get no props Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots We in the block, no Land

mister wait 2, she says please don?t shoot 3, he says don?t shoot me 4, she screams Then a knock at the door, the guns in my hands He opens the door,

scrapping, squabing, buckin' I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin' Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'" I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't

you'll Have a go round I'll let you touch it if you'd Like to go down I'll let you go further If you take the southern route Don't go too fast Don't go