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