No Place to Hide

Turn the music up
Turn the lights down
I'm in my zone

Turn the music up
Yo, uh
Check it
Turn the music up in the headphones
It's like it's supposed to happen this one right here
Fresh out the fryin' pan into the fire
I be the, music biz number one supplier
Came from the bottom the bottom, to the "Top of the Pops"
Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back 'cause I'm straight with the Roc

Through the warmthest
Cord of care
Your love was sent to me
I'm not sure
What to do with it
Or where to put it
I'm so close to tears
And so close to
Simply calling you up
I'm simply suggesting
We go to a hidden place (4X)

We go to a hidden place (2X)
Let's Go!

Fresh out the fryin' pan into the fire
I be the, music biz number one supplier

What more can I say