You Can’t Hide Ras Kass (Ft. Royce Da 5'9")

You Can’t Hide Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Ras Kass]:
Rag tops; blow them back
Real talk; told 'em that
Really shoulda sold a mag
Spit flames; sold them crack
Love whack, fuck that; y'all tried to hold him back
Pay him like you owe him that
Street, live the code of that
Control the gat; cap peeler, fold him back
Hut one, hut two like a quarterback
Boyz N the Hood Force Ones; never thought of that
Drain the color out y’all wounds; nigga order that
Put the floor to that
Gym bomb; murder track
Niggas dead bodies washing up where the water at
Pinky ring (my practice); like I’m the ?nor? to that
To a backstage, fucking all sort of rats
So when she comе home doing new shit in the bеd homie
I taught her that; fuck kids, I’m Mr. Blow her Back
Out, rappers scared to rap; carnival is back
Killed this flow; yeah they don’t want no more of that

[Hook]:
You can't hide; we gon' find you
Y'all can't hide; we gon' find you