Peace In The World - Lyrics - Shanice Wilson

Title: Peace In The World
Artist: Shanice Wilson
Composer(s): Jarvis Baker, Sal Dakota, Narada Michael Walden, Shanice Wilson

Lyric:
From the north to the south
From the east to the west
We're praying all over this beautiful planet
For peace in the world, peace

Check this out, lookin' in my heart
I got to find a way
I wanna do my part
I wanna make that change

There's fighting in the streets
What's it all about
Can we stop the hate
Can we work it out

(Say 'cuz)
You and I can make the difference
The love that we're feelin', I truly believe in
(Say 'cuz)
You and I can make a change
Love will show us how, love will be our guide

Peace in the world is what we care for
Hand and hand we'll make a change
Peace in the world is what we care for
Heart to heart we'll find a way
Yeah, we're gonna make that change, listen

Kids are starving now
All across the world
Let's lend a helping hand
Save all the boys and girls

People are selling drugs
Gangs are everywhere
Let's come together now
Show them that we care

(Say 'cuz)
You and I can make the difference
The love that we're feelin', I truly believe in
(Say 'cuz)
You and I can make a change
Love will show us how, love will be our guide

Peace in the world is what we care for
Hand and hand we'll make a change
Peace in the world is what we care for
Heart to heart we'll find a way
Yeah, we're gonna make that change, listen

Peace in the world, so kids'll know
Not to ever make war, love'll show
That it can over power hate
As evil disintegrates 'cause we got to have faith

If you do right, there'll be no wrong
That's why, Shanice is singin' the song
About love and joy every man, woman, boy and girl
To have peace in the world

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Die Like A Dog - Lyrics - Curve

Title: Die Like A Dog
Artist: Curve
Composer(s): Tony Halliday, Dean Garcia

Lyric:
Could've, enable
I will take the fall
Could've, [Incomprehensible]
I will play ball

Hiding inner hope
I am secret oath
I get black and cold
I won't play ball

Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven
Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven

I'd like to say, to say that I'd survive
I'd like to say, to say that I'd survive

Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone get heaven
Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven

Just try not to die like a dog
End up alone, freezing from the smog
I'm just trying not to die in vain
Then leave my mark, stake my claim

Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven
Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven

Peace in a world, free from religion
Peace in a world where everyone gets heaven
Peace in a world, peace in a world
Peace in a world, free from religion

Listen to my eyes clean
In colorful confessions
I remember mutual aggression
Is all in the body's lips

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Rule - Lyrics - Stillmatic - Nas

Title: Rule
Album: Stillmatic
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Chris Hughes, Roland Orzabal, A M M Rogers, J C Olivier, S J Barnes, Nasir Jones, Ian Stanley

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo

Here I come from the housin' tenement buildings
Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death
Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads dwell
Though I owe to it my success

With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal'
I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud
Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign
Like the darker you are the realer your problems

I reached for the stars but I just kept slippin'
On this life mission, never know what's next
Ancient kings from Egypt up to Julius Cesar
Had a piece of the globe, every continent

Yo, there's Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan
Pakistan, America, Afghanistan
Yo, there's Protestants, Jews, Blacks, Arabic's
Call a truce, world peace, stop actin' like savages

No war, we should take time and think
The bombs and tanks makes mankind extinct
But since the beginning of time it's been men with arms fightin'
Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then?
Must it go on, we must stop the killin'
Tell me why we die, we all God's children

All this hate can't last forever
(Uh, c'mon)
It's time that we stand together
(Yeah, for the world)
Everybody wants to rule the world
(What, what, what, what, what, c'mon)

World
(Peace)
World
(Peace)
World
(Peace)
World

Yo, there's brothers on the block, posted up like they own it
That's they corner, from New York to California, got blocks locked down
Like, "Dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my town"
So the youngsters, grows in ghettos, goes to prison

At an early age, already know it's against him
So in order for him to survive, one day he must
Open up his eyes to the set backs and rise
'Cause, everybody wants a shot, in this land of opportunity

Look at what this country's got, there shouldn't be nobody homeless
How can the president fix other problems when he ain't fixed home yet
The earth wasn't made for one man to rule alone
To all colors increases, to home it belongs

I want land, mansions, banks and gold
The diamonds in Africa, oil in my control
The world's natural resources, all it's residuals
But then comes foes, I have to guard it with missels

And I become the most wanted
But is it worth hearin' a million people problems
And followed by Secret Service
I guess attempts at my life with loaded barrels
So move over Colin Powell or just throw in the towel, yo

All this hate can't last forever
(Uh, c'mon)
It's time that we stand together
(Yeah, for the world)
Everybody wants to rule the world
(What, what, what, what, what, c'mon)

World
(Peace)
World
(Peace)
World
(Peace)
World

Y'all know that's my style, to hit you at the right time
No other compares to what Nas write down
Tell you my dreams, show you my pain is yours
You could get what you love, be a chain in cause

You alive right now
There's so many that's dead or locked up inside
The beast, I'm a hot light now
It's whatever man think of manifest to the real

The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals
All this hate can't forever last
All my ghetto heroes in Heaven
It's like you right here and never passed
You just transcend, I know I'm gon' see you again
Hopin' I reach the world leaders and win

Ain't nothin' without struggle, listen up it's critical
We used to fear arms, now the weapons are chemical
In hip-hop, the weapons are lyrical
To be the best you challenge the best, then the blessings are spiritual

Top of the world for the kid and unless
Any rapper's head off his shoulders no contest
I know the Most High hear me, so fly you can't near me
You scared of a mirror, my theory is that, knowledge is power
To every projects and every street corner, we gotta get out of this now

All this hate can't last forever
It's time that we stand together
Everybody wants to rule the world
(World)

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As The World Turns - Lyrics - Still I Rise (with Outlawz) - 2pac

Title: As The World Turns
Album: Still I Rise (with Outlawz)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Mutah W Beale, Yafeu Fula, Darryl Harper, Bruce Washington, Tupac Shakur, Rufus Cooper, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
As the world turns
As the world turns my niggaz grow and grow and grow
And get dough and roll and ride
Niggaz die and mommas cry
Niggaz got alibis and suicides and homicides
And three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change
And niggaz fame, as the world turns

Though I walk through the valley of hell the shadow follows me
Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies
You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet
Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted

And still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me
I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me
And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains
Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change

If we search deeper, God bless the hustler
Curse the first sleeper
Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside
We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded

Time will soon show, a thought can last for years
Outshinin' them fakes smile plastic tears
like last year, niggaz stuck in the past, and it's clear
Just some busta ass bastards allergic to cash this year

Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B
Killin' bustaz is my motherfuckin' job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, niggaz reported missin'
My competition dead or in prison, as the world turns

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(My niggaz grow and grow and grow)
It's gon' be goin' round
(And gettin' dough and dough and dough)
As the world turns and steady turnin'
(From this state to that state)
(From this cell to that cell, as the world turns)

As the world turn burnin' paths, starin' through my rear view
It's a war goin' on, and the President is in too
I hear Tu-Pac sayin', "Watch 'em they'll kill you"
Sippin' Thug Passion, scrub actin' like he feel you

Steady plottin', ready or not; Outlawz lost
But not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton
A spitter of the hotness, long timeness
So like six I ain't never been rich
I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlaw

Another lonely nigga with a 12-gage pump
With a 12-hour rush to run and get this money, fuck these punks
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt
I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf

I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug, nigga
Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this nigga
Out of the buildin' we street children with no souls
Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war gon' stay on

We serve 'em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec
Hit 'em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to
Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over
Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober

Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad
Y'all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie

Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot
Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers
All that we got
As the world turns

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(And my niggaz roll and ride)
It's gon' be goin' round as the world turns
(Niggaz gettin' swoll out)
And steady turnin'
(And it don't stop and it don't quit)
(That real shit)

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(Niggaz die for, how many you niggaz try for this?)
It's gon' be goin' round as the world turns
(As the world turns murderin' methods, Outlaw)

Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions
And acquired the desired status of boss livin'
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish
Payin' our dues with bloodshed, ain't shit y'all could tell us

Fellas, mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now
Two worlds collidin' armies ridin' soldiers, gone wild
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
Now as the world turns court adjourns, I'm sentenced to burn
The cost of my sins too much, nuttin' left to earn

October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage
Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin'
Only five years up in this bitch, poppa runnin' from the Feds
Puttin' peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints

Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home
To protect my zone in these streets I roam
Dough on d-low, downin' straight shots of Cristal Brothers
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth

I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Fuck my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler's yearn
For this dirty money earned as this crooked world turns

As the world turns and turns and turns and turns
As the world keeps turnin' round and round
It's gon' be goin' round
(This for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle)
(Hopin' to bubble, keep on hustlin, as the world turns)

As the world turns and turns and turns and turns
(Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go)
It's gon' be goin' round
(Friends come and go, my soldiers, stay eternal)

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated)
It's gon' be goin' round
(I send this to black Jesus, only he can feed us)
(When you need us, as the world turns)

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(Throw this shit in the deck)
(Niggaz gettin' chin' checked)
(From the East to the West best to wear a vest)
It's gon' be goin' round
(Nigga we ain't the ones to test, fuck you)
(As the world turns)

As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(Outlaw ridahs, Mutah right beside us)
(Camillion, wanna make a million)
(Legit, as the world turns)
(As the world keeps turnin' round and round)
(Burn baby burn)

A lot of niggaz get burned as the world turns
A lot of niggaz gettin' burned as the world turns
Gettin' burned as the world turns

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Somewhere In The World - Lyrics - Boney M.

Title: Somewhere In The World
Artist: Boney M.
Composer(s): Tammy Grohe, Wolfgang Keilhauer, Sandy Davis

Lyric:
Time, changer of seasons
Time will see another flower growing
Climb over the mountains
There you'll find warm winds blowing

Somewhere in the world there is peace of mind
Somewhere in the world that's what I must find
Somewhere in the world there's a place for me in this world

I cannot believe it
Everywhere I see lonely faces
Why have we no answers?
Just some more empty places

Somewhere in the world there is peace of mind
Somewhere in the world that's what I must find
Somewhere in the world there's a place for me in this world

Time, changer of seasons
Time will see another flower growing
Climb over the mountains
There you'll find warm winds blowing

Somewhere in the world there is peace of mind
Somewhere in the world that's what I must find
Somewhere in the world there's a place for me in this world

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I'M From The Ghetto - Lyrics - We the Best - Dj Khaled

Title: I'M From The Ghetto
Album: We the Best
Artist: Dj Khaled
Composer(s): Marcello Valenzano, Khaled Khaled, Andre Lyon, Jason Phillips, Maurice Young, Jayceon Taylor

Lyric:
We the best
I represent the hood
I represent the ghetto
I represent the people
I represent you, listen

All the money in the world couldn't change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
'Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects

All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto)

Yeah, that's what got me here
The chucks, the khaki suits, all the swap meet years
The six dollar socks, the five dollar rocks
Uncle Greg rest in peace, he taught me how to chop

That's why I love the hood and everything we got
From the ice cream trucks to the forty ounce tops
All white Air Force Ones to fake Jacob watch
A few reasons I drive the Bentley hard top

Use it in my songs 'cause I live it on the block
Tattoo it on my face, let the whole world watch
I'm that type of nigga y'all made my city bigger, dawg
Turn the TV off, got tired of watchin' Jigga boss

So we told our mom's, we was lookin' for jobs
We was really in the record store lookin' for Nas
Project of the ghetto, ghetto and the project
From Compton to being Dre's number one prospect so

All the money in the world couldn't change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
'Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects

All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto)

Ain't no help there, just food stamps
Weight checks and welfare
Every man gone for self there
You still might need to borrow
Your medicate card for Health Care

Yeah, if you never got knocked then you made it
Everybody know each other if not they related
You can get shot or get bladed
There's dudes that got jobs now that had blocks in the eighties

Six months, five years for you just to cop out
Ninth or tenth grade is usually when niggas drop out
Fights break out when you wired and start joking
A lot of OG's retired and started smokin'

House party games of spade sweet Kool-Aid
Loud music all night till the boys in blue raid
So therefore, I could never be too paid
I know where I'm going and where I'm from will get you laid

All the money in the world couldn't change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
'Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects

All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto)

Tell me this, how come, black folks get a little dough
And forget where they come from?
Man, we used to have good times
But since you moved on up, yes, you ain't cool with us

We still support you know, we don't see you much
You ain't the first fool, it's cool with us?
But why you living out your idols dreams
Remember how far you came and help you keep them thangs

Now it's cool that your address changed
But I'm tryna holla at my dog and the number ain't the same
I guess new homies came with his fame
But see, true homies will stay the same

Through all the up's and down's in your career
A couple wives, few kids scattered here
And when you dead or broke without a deal
All the groupies cleared, the ghetto will still be here

All the money in the world couldn't change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
'Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'

(I'm from the ghetto)
I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects)
I'm from the projects

All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and that's fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto)

DJ Kali, that nigga Game
Trick Daddy, Jadakiss
We the best

We represent the ghetto
The projects, Kool and Dre on the tracks
We the best

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10,000 Years - Lyrics - Live

Title: 10,000 Years
Artist: Live
Composer(s): Edward Kowalczyk, Chad Taylor, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad Gracey

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Lyric:
The world is burning down
Can't you smell the smoke in the air?
War, disease and famine
This demon, she is everywhere

Poets and preachers and politicians
They've all had their say
And we got 10,000 years devoted to nothing
But tomorrow and yesterday, 10,000 years

If all of the ignorance in the world
Passes a second ago
What would you say?
And who would you obey?

I am here to say that
Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now, peace is now

Mr. President, I hereby pardon you of all your crimes
For they are just as much mine
Selfishness and separation have led me
To believe that the world is not my problem

The world is not my problem
I am the world and you are the world
And I, yes I am the world
And you are the world

If all of the ignorance in the world
Passes a second ago
What would you say?
And who would you obey now?

I am here to say that
Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now, peace must be now

Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now, peace is now
Peace is now

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Never B Peace - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: Never B Peace
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Kotari Cox, Malcolm Greenridge, Johnny Jackson, Francisco Pimentel, Donna Hunter, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Now of course I want peace on the streets, but realistically
Paintin' perfect pictures ain't never work, my misery was so deep
Couldn't sleep through all my pressures
In my quest for cash, I learned fast

Usin' violent measures, memories of adolescent years
Their was unity, but after puberty we brought war to our community
So many bodies droppin', it's gotta stop
I want to help, but still I'm steppin'
Keepin' my weapon, must protect myself

The promise of a better tomorrow ain't never reach me
Plus my teachers were to petrified in class to teach me
Sippin' Thunder Bird and grape Kool-Aid
Callin' Earl since my stomach was empty
It seduced me to fuck the world

Watch my 'lil homies, lose there childhood to guns
Nobody cries no more, 'cause we all die for fun
So why you ask me if I want peace, if you can't grant it
Niggas fightin' across the whole planet
So we can never be peace

Will there ever be peace?
Or all we all just headed for doom
Still consumed by the beefs
And I know there never be peace
That's why I keep my pistol when I walk the streets
'Cause there can never be peace

Somebody owes me, will they control me? Nah
I ain't a hater playa, but I want all you got
Your babies have babies, now we fightin' each other
My dogs got rabies, they bitin' each other

'N it ain't hard to find a friend like mine
Big fully is a bully, and he don't mind dyin'
And I gotta be bright, miss sign after sign
Time after time, after time after time

And I don't like nobody, they don't like me more
And I'm cool with that finally,but they heard it before
Dog, we livin' in a prison
Losin' our religion on 'em

Thanks given when thankful just for livin' in hell
Damn homey I don't mean to be harsh
But it's the devil in the ghetto tryin' to tear it apart
And if we make it up out , we still stuck in the dark
Will there ever be peace? Just the peace in my heart, never

The only peace we got
Is the peace in our heart
Or the peace in our mind
Right there in piece that we hold in our waste line
Feel me dog? Cm'on

Will there ever be peace?
Or all we all just headed for doom
Still consumed by the beefs
And I know there never be peace
Thats why I keep my pistol when I walk the streets
'Cause there can never be peace

Things are changin', nigga you better fantasize
I'm only concerned about me and mine in these times
The world is a ghetto where peace is not a part of it
We all goin' need God if we plan to get out of this

Niggas spendin' too much time hatin' on each other
Niggas buyin' guns, load 'em up, aim at each other
And the victim is you and me, the secret is true indeed
The good die, mostly over bullshit, repeatedly

Deep in me there's a part that wants nothin' but love
But the rest of me knows war is what's waitin' for us
So I stays ready, keep my pay heavy and boss up
Stack my funds and my guns, never rely on luck

Askin' God to point out the impostors
Never let no weapon formed against me prosper
'Cause they'll never be peace
So don't rely on it, soldiers die for
And in the ghetto, they tryin' for it, fuck peace

Will there ever be peace?
Or all we all just headed for doom
Still consumed by the beefs
And I know there never be peace
That's why I keep my pistol when I walks the streets
'Cause there can never be peace

Will there ever be peace?
Or all we all just headed for doom
Still consumed by the beefs
And I know there never be peace,
That's why I keep my pistol when I walks the streets
Nigga there'll never be peace

Will there ever be peace?
Or all we all just headed for doom
Still consumed by the beefs
And I know there never be peace,
That's why I keep my pistol when I walks the streets
'Cause there'll never be peace
Will there ever be peace?

Shit, fuck peace
On the strength till my niggas get a piece, we can't have peace
How the fuck we gonna live happy if we ain't got none?
You motherfuckers is smiling, but I'm mean muggin'
Why? 'Cause gotta be thuggin'

I've seen drugs done turned this motherfuckin' hood out
All us niggas actin' up, wild ass motherfuckin' adolescents
These niggas ain't even got no childhoods no more
How the fuck can you have a childhood and you have a funeral
Every motherfuckin' weekend

And you motherfuckers talkin' about peace?
Nigga, it ain't no motherfuckin' peace
You ain't seen the news motherfucker?
You ain't heard? Little babies gettin' smoked

Motherfuckers killin' there whole family
'Lil kids gettin' thrown off buildings
Motherfuckers gettin' abused
Peace? Niggas you out your motherfuckin' mind?

Fuck peace, we can't never have peace
'Till you motherfuckers clean up this mess you made
'Till u fuckin' clean up the dirt you dropped
'Till we get a piece, fuck peace, Westside

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Staring Through My Rearview - Lyrics - 2pac

Title: Staring Through My Rearview
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Phillip David C Collins, Yafeu A Fula, Malcolm Greenidge, Tyrone J Wrice

Lyric:
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world
From another level you know what I mean?
Starin'

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin' cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped carin' last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring

I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me, then they lie to me
Product of a dying breed, all my homies trying weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessey

Tell me will my enemies flee when they see me
Believe me even thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again

I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin' with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein' nuttin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview, see
I'm seein' nuttin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high, watchin' time fly and all my motherfuckers

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high, watchin' time fly and all my motherfuckers

Now you see him, now you don't
Some niggaz be here for the moment
And then they gone, what happened to em?
Well, let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me

Stay down like the truest thug life
Until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin' I see you lost up in my rearview

Half you is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin' 'til our dreams come through
Starin' at the world through my rearview

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these over packed jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black Hell, do you feel me?

Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin'
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons

Heavenly Father, I'm a soldier, I'm gettin' hotter
Cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true?
Still starin' at the world through my rearview, I say
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true?
Still starin' at the world through my rearview

They got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

And all my motherfuckers
Got me starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby, scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly, nigga can die

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks 'cause fiends hittin' up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin' rules to these streets, somethin' I learned
In school, on some Million Man March shit for the peace

True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep

Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty or chosin' my dough
So while you reminiscin' all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin' through your rearview

You ain't knowin' what we mean by starin' through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin' what we mean
Let me break down understandin' the world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more

The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin' at the world from like behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it
And do it, it's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go 'round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz, do what they can't

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

Ya know, starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

And we be starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, He can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, He can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Watchin' time fly

Starin' at the world through my rearview
Scream to God, He can't hear you
Heart beatin' fast, time to die
Watchin' time fly

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Starin' Through My Rear View - Lyrics - Resurrection Soundtrack - 2pac

Title: Starin' Through My Rear View
Album: Resurrection Soundtrack
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tyrone J. Wrice, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Yafeu A. Fula, Phillip David Ch Collins, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?
Starin
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers

Now you see him, now you don't, some niggaz
Be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my rearview

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
Cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
And all my motherfuckers/nigga can die
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
And all my motherfuckers/nigga can die

Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
In school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview

Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be

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The World Is Mine - Lyrics - David Guetta

Title: The World Is Mine
Artist: David Guetta
Composer(s): Derek Forbes, James Kerr, David Guetta, Joachim Garraud, Xavier Clayton, Jean Charles Carre, Charles Burchill, David Henrard, Norman Michael Mc Neil

Lyric:
I believe in the wonder
I believe this new life to gain
Like a God that I'm under
There's a drugs running through my veins

I believe in the wonder
I believe I can touch the flame
There's a spell that I'm under
Got to fly, I don't feel no shame

The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

I've lost my fear to war and peace
I don't mind that
(The world is mine)
You took the price and realize
That to your eyes
(The world is mine)

Take a look what you've started
In the world flashing from your eyes
And you know that you've got it
From the thunder you feel inside

I believe in the feeling
All the pain that you left to die
Believe in believing
In the life that you give to try

The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

I've lost my fear to what appears
I do my best
(The world is mine)
You seem surprised and realize
That to your eyes
(The world is mine)

(The world is mine)
I've lost my fear to what appears
I do my best
(The world is mine)
You seem surprised and realize
That to your eyes
(The world is mine)

I've lost my fear to what appears
I do my best
(The world is mine)
You seem surprised and realize
That to your eyes
(The world is mine)

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Peace In Our Time - Lyrics - Big Country

Title: Peace In Our Time
Artist: Big Country
Composer(s): S Adamson

Lyric:
Who holds the money? Who holds the need?
Who holds the strings of misery or the purse of greed?
And the gunmen reap while the gangsters sow
And law is cheap when the smugglers go

(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

While I have a life to live
Then I have no life to give
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

In sun kissed rooms, in city slums
Minds are restless till the airmail comes
From the forest floor to the western mind
A chat show topic on a party line

And the hardest love of all is to forgive
As the world comes tumbling down

(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

While I have a life to live
Then I have no life to give
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

Let all the rain come down on blind desire
And like a thundercloud that holds a prairie fire

I hear the blame and I see the cause
A stronger voice and a stronger law
But buyers buy and sellers sell
Public consumption of a private hell

(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

While I have a life to live
Then I have no life to give
(Give us peace)
They're gonna give us peace in our time

(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time
(Give us peace)
Give us peace in our time

While I have a life to live
Then I have no life to give
(Give us peace)
Yeah, give us peace in our time

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Until We Rich - Lyrics - War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc - Ice Cube

Title: Until We Rich
Album: War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Chucky Thompson, O'Shea Jackson, Lauryn N Hill, La Forrest Cope, Anthony Henderson, Richard Worl Shelton Jr.

Lyric:
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop
Krayzie Bone an' Ice Cube

The best thing in life is life
Get your mind right an' get your grind right
We gotta keep goin', hey, young thugs
We gotta keep goin'

Get your mind right an' get your grind right
Hey, young thugs
Get your mind right an' get your grind right

Look into my eyes if you wanna know me
Before you hypnotized, homey, what do you see?
A figure that's just a little bigger than dealers
A hustler countin' figures, ain't pulled no triggers

Can you dig us? We be the ultimate lick
We's the hitters that make the ultimate hits
Kinda flossy, kinda bossy
It's gotta be done my way, do what the, I say

Top of the pyramid, homey, what I tell you?
If you leave this West Side umbrella, you hit the cellar
Bring me my slippers, black robe an' my globe
An' I could rule the world with my eyes closed

See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube
See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

To all the little homies that's watchin' TV
I see you tryin' to be a O.G. like me
Chasin' dreams, pullin' mo' schemes for wealth
But the best thing in life is health, be yourself, playa

Television, it'll keep yo' ass wishin' forever
You'll never get your life together
Don't talk about death, I got too much life to live
Too many orders to give, what it is? Showbiz

Taught you what a trick an' a hoe is
Showed you what a '64 is
Lord knows, 'In God We Trust'
An' everybody in the world wanna be like us

See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube
See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

To the kids of the world that's waitin' for wealth
Waitin' for health, you better do for self
Homey, that's yo' last cup
Forget about the fast buck, boy, get yo' ass up

People use yo' brain to gain
Do somethin' that ain't never been done an' we can spend hun's
Wipe our ass with twenties, light our joints with ones
Throw away the guns, have nothin' but fun

An' homey, we could do that
Police have a fit, when yo' paper's legit
We gotta get off the phone, we gotta teach our own
Send yo' baby to school an' she'll come back grown

We got to talk to our grandmas
An' she'll help us through them dark halls an' them pitfalls
Everybody know we got the world to gain
We got to stop the pain, Lord stop the rain

See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

Krazyie Bone an' Ice Cube
See the mission's to get what we don't got
Until we filthy rich an' on top
You betta go get it, it's yours
Nigga, the mission's to get what you don't got
The struggle, it don't stop until we drop

Keep goin', little homey, why you slowin'?
Keep rollin', little homey, why you slowin'?
Keep rollin', little homey, why you slowin'?
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Yeah, young thug, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Yeah, young thug, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Yeah, young thug, the world is yours

Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Hey, young thugs, the world is yours
Yeah, young thug, the world is yours

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Messiah - Lyrics - Blood Music - Dead Celebrity Status

Title: Messiah
Album: Blood Music
Artist: Dead Celebrity Status
Composer(s): Craig Hunter, Jeff Dalziel, Yassen Taalat, Gerald Eaton, Jason Levine, James Mccollum, Brian West, Bobby Mcintosh

Lyric:
Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I'm the Messiah, I'm anti-celebrity
I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the seventies
Dead Celebs are movin', you're the students
It's time to change the world, kids, here's the blueprint

Somethin' 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'
Like Kurt Cobain's ghost came back an' wrote these lyrics
An' forced America to listen
With a million angry Misfits screamin', "Fuck The System?

I'm the pain in Axle Rose's diary
That's why an 'Appetite For Destruction' lives inside of me
I'm not your typical lyricist
Strippin' naked an' sellin' on appearances

This is for those who came to tackle giants
This is the anthem, 'David versus Goliath'
I'm so sick of bein' caught up in your sideshow
I'm the anti-American Teen Idol

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I spread peace through a pen like Bob Dylan
An' crash the set of Popstars while it's filmin'
Expose foes for lies an' propaganda
Like dirty cops swingin' batons on camera

Let's march up these steps an' face the fire
Scratch a match an' burn this empire down
So let the games begin
You either turn with the world or you watch it spin

An' if your dreams were stolen by a liar
Then steal it back with your name as Winona Ryder
Don't be afraid, be stronger divide an' conquer
Come out swingin' like Ozzfest concerts

Time's up, I'm callin' you to rise up
No more walkin' blind with your eyes shut
Find the message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records playing backwards

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

I wait for this like it's a violent game
A cross between Grand Theft Auto an' Max Payne
I'm the magic in the hands of David Blaine
Turnin' back time to the days when [Incomprehensible]

Along came a spider spinning webs of hatred
Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment
Where stars are born an' celebrities tell lies
The revolution will now be televised

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Move out the way when I'm passin' through
I got heads to the front an' the back of you
I got the world in my hands, you can have it too
I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you

Yo, what did you think?
It's Dead Celeb, [Incomprehensible]
Dead Celeb

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Living In The World Today - Lyrics - Genius

Title: Living In The World Today
Artist: Genius
Composer(s): G Grice, R Diggs

Lyric:
Yo, check it out son
Yo, live in the place to be
You got the capital G
G to the A M C
Givin a mad shout out to the Ranch Crew from the old school
And we gonna take y'all back, knowhat I'msayin?
Lyrical sorcerers right here, the fathers, the cream of the crop son

Well, if you livin' in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well okay

Well, if you like the way it sound then clap man
And if the women love it too well then raise your hands
But only raise your hands if you're sure
Punk niggaz shatter like a glass jaw, break it

My rhyme gross weight vehicle combination
Was too heavy for the Chevy's is chased out the station
Double-edged was the guillotine that beheaded it
Gassed up, fuckin' with some regular unleaded shit

Heads roll on hillsides behind ropes that
Bind-in, X marks the spot on the scope
Heavily armed military is necessary, it's a gamble
MC's bet they best at every

Powerful parable ditties might harm
If tampered with, set off and strike like pipe bombs
Flashbacks to the Duel of the Iron Mic
Look out for these fatal flying spikes, of massive

Sleep-holds, put strangle on commercial angle
Microphone cords tangled from being Star Spangled
Now who could ever say they heard of this?
My motherfuckin' style is mad murderous

Well, if you like the way it sound then clap man
And if the women love it too well then raise your hands
But only raise your hands if you're sure
Punk niggaz shatter like a glass jaw, break it

Well, if you livin' in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well okay

Well, what you know about MCin'?
Yo, I know a lot
Well, can you demonstrate somethin' nigga?
Huh, I'd rather not

I'm talkin' 'bout stacks cousin
Nigga that's what I got
Cash Rules the world
Well, Cash Rules the spot

My preliminary attack keep cemeteries packed
Of niggaz who think it ain't like that
MC's are gunned down like being run down with mad trucks
Them God struck, religious niggaz call it bad luck

Rap celeb, you got caught up in the web
Now bees are stingin', yo that niggaz 'em singin'
I'm just swingin' swords strictly based on keyboards
Unbalanced like elephants and ants on see-saws

I throw raps that attack like the Japs on Pearl Harbor
MC's be out like bank robbers
Fleeing the scene, to be a sole survivor
DJ the getaway driver

Tried to dip but he dive I socialize on vocal vibes
On tracks stabbed up with razor sharp knives
Criminal subliminal minded rappers find it
Hard to define it, when narrow is the gate

For fat tapes and then played out and out of date
Then I construct my thoughts on site to renovate
And from that point, the God made a statement
Draftin' tracements, replacements in basements

Materials in sheet-rock, to sound proof the beat box
And microscopic optics received through the boxes
Obnoxious topic, major labels, flavor tropical
Punchlines, that's unstoppable

Ring like shots from glocks that attract cops
Around the clubs and try to shut down the hip-hop
But we only increase if everything is peace
Father U C King the police

Well, if you livin' in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well okay

Well, if you like the way it sound then clap man
And if the women love it too well then raise your hands
But only raise your hands if you're sure
Punk niggaz shatter like a glass jaw, break it

If you livin' in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well okay

The Wu-Tang say
We don't handle 'em, alright, well okay
The world today, the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well okay

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In The House - Lyrics - Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

Title: In The House
Artist: Pete Rock And Cl Smooth
Composer(s): Roberto Odindo, Corey Penn, Peter O Phillips, George Duke

Lyric:
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect

Hit the lights and I appear beyond the stratosphere of Meccable function
And if you're pretty let your lady sleep in Carmel City
Begin and end the day on Lennon hunts for beach fronts
To lit blunts, now all agreed we're sippin' OJ with the Dom P

Bounce and bring it like it counts to be Luccified
CL is sextified and women spell me nationwide
You say you want my lips where and I can grab your what?
I love your hips legs breasts faces with the firm butt

Now feel the muscle when I hustle in the bedsheets
'Cause my manly treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
Splash, and let me do my thing 'til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready

'Cause all my children got one life to live
But knockin' wifey out the box is clearly a negative
I'm in rugged wears with fancy facial wears
And all the real shit come in pairs, and bounce 'em in the house y'all

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Back again, I'm here to win, to bust rhymes on beats again
Copycats and rug rats, sit back and watch a champion
It's time to wreck shop and show the world I'm true to hip-hop
So check the style and peace to niggaz in the penile

Now umm, it's the original funky chicken tactic
I run game on your brain for the fame 'cause I'm active
You try to follow in my footsteps, you can't do it
I'm pullin' your card it ain't hard, I don't have to prove it

It's Pete Rock and CL Smooth to the utmost
From coast to coast, the music makes you overdose
You fiend, for the gangsta lean, I makes you scream
Rugged Bro Soul on the scene

A.K.A. the funk doer, numero uno, that means
Number one I get the job done plus I pack a gun
So run, and tell your peoples you'll be on the lookout
It's all about "Who's in the House?" With the funk

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Money up steps the new era of my lyrical terror
Funkadelic for lightin' up spots ever since little tots
When the dust settle I'm packin' heavy metal plenty
The drop'll slaughter many, strictly off illegal entry

It's elementary Watson, I drive a Benz not a Datsun
Before my kicks hit the stage, we've been Foot Lock-in
Body rockin' to keep the ladies flockin' with a concoction
Rippin' your blouse for no less than arrest in Morehouse

My teeth prints where my knife slits, we train 'em
And scar 'em like pits, off vibes of the Mecca joint
Vibe to position, never runnin' out of ammunition
Now to the heart, I'm steppin' with a concealed weapon

Nothing's calm when the bomb blaze you know the phrase
It's Pete Rock and CL Smooth knockin' nowadays
East side kid, you don't want none, so catch a relay
I'm lettin' off on anybody tryin' to steal my DJ

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect

Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my 'spect

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

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