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