The G-O-D
Aiyyo, check it out...It's God's Son
I know I always give you clowns a little lean to come out
Cause I drop every two years...but it's over now, you know? Hah
The G-O-D S-O-N
K-I-N-G O-F N-Y-C
That's me
Is it because I got the city on smash now
Oh woe woe
Or is it because your time's up and it's a wrap now
Hey hey hey hey
In the papers you read that Nas is crazy
Lost his mind as he leavin Sony
The INC got him signed
It's only a figment of your imagination
Went to way with New York's Hot radio station
Lost my patience, had to zone out
Rappers blown out, I have the throne now
The real shall reign, I feel your pain
You R&B;, follow me, spell my name
God's Son across the belly
Pardon, I'm hardly a bully
But what y'all done to hip hop is scary
Nas'll be truly the, last soldier to roll with
Holdin it down, my proteges are over with now
A producer like Swizz Beats, on fire
So is the control room, soon as my vocals are down
Nas - God's Son, and y'all my little children
I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
Now I'm watering elephants
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
Late at night in the empty big top
I'm all alone on the high wire
Look he's working without a net this time
He's a real death defier
I'm the kid who always looked out the window
Failing tests in geography
But I've seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands
They're the spires of the Turkish Empire's
Six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spice of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
Always held out that time would tell
Time was talking, I guess I just wasn't listening
No surprise, if you know me well
As we're walking toward the train station
There's a whispering rainfall
Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
In the distance the train calls
I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
Sometimes gets me in trouble too
But the truth is, I could no more stop dreaming
Than I could make them all come true
Than I could make them all come true
I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
Now I'm watering elephants
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
Late at night in the empty big top
I'm all alone on the high wire
Ladies and gentlemen, there is no net this time
He's a real death defier
I'm the kid who always looked out the window
Failing the tests in geography
But I have seen things far beyond just this schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands
There's the spires of the Turkish empire
Six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spices of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
Always held out that time would tell
Time was talking, guess I just wasn't listening
No surprise, if you know me well
As we're walking down toward the train station
I hear a whispering rainfall
Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
In the distance the trains last call
I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
That sometimes gets me in trouble too
But the truth is, I could no more stop dreaming
Talking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive
Chorus:
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)
Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it's the same
And it's the same every night
I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to survive
There's only one rule in the real world
And that's to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don't pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the...
Chorus
So just peep the game and don't call it crap
Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed
600 million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Don't look at me and don't ask me why
Mama's next door getting high
Even though she's got five mouths to feed
She's rather spend her money on a H-I-T
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I'd better help myself
Housing Authority and the O.P.D.
All these guns just to handle me in the...
Chorus
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like TOO $HORT
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up
Like me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, where will you be?
Chorus
So much game in a Too $hort rap
Blacks can't be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
We're all the same color underneath
Short Dog's in the house you'd better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen it's not my fault
I'll be getting paid while you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out
Uhh, Yeah, Hell yeah, Word up
Yeah, Hell yeah, hell yeah
I'm the G.O.A.T.
The Greatest of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)
The Greatest of All Time (LL)
The Greatest of All Time (coo, coo, Cool J)
The Greatest of All Time
I'm the G.O.A.T.
The Greatest of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J)
The Greatest of All Time (LL)
The Greatest of All Time (Cool J)
I'm The Greatest of All Time
I was on the movie set, then he hit me on the cell
Niggas out here talk bout the King of Rap fell
Fell where? Don't these niggas know I'm LL?
Lemme run it throguht this album, tell Speilberg "Chill"
My jet hit LaGuardia six in the morn
They be waitin in the Bentley when the plane takes on
Straight to the studio dirty - no shower
Threw out 5 mics in the first half hour
Niggas know, who about to get all the dough (LL)
Who about to hit all your homes (LL)
Who about to spit all the flows
That's all I can say, and I can't stands no more (We know)
Aiight then, what the fuck the deal yo?
I's raised on some ill shit, let's be real
Uptown - the Bronx, and Brooklyn and Queens
Staten Island, Jersey, ya know the routine
East Coast - y'all want it, y'all got it
Look up in my eyes, a nigga feelin psychotic
Look outside nigga, my cars excited
Look at the crowd, how they respond to my product
Like ecstacy, my crew's next to me
It's my destiny, to make history
I'm the emperor - Rap King
From the streets of Paris, up north to Sing-Sing
One question: Do I do my thing thing? (Hell Yeah)
Then putcha L's in the air, for the Greatest Rapper All Time
You want that other nigga album
But that nigga bought all mine
So get the realness (uhh)
Matter fact turn it up so you can feel this (uhh)
Ice grill all you want, I'm fearless (uhh)
Nigga, you just blue try, you can't appeal this (uhh)
I'm about to kill this (uhh)
(LL Cool J is) Break it down
(Hard as)
Feel it, yeah, blow ya whistles, yeah
Sss, you can't fuck wit me, nigga
Feel it
Fuck wrong wit you?
I wrote so ill that I sold ten mill
Drop more platinum, to fo' mo' bills
You pop mo' shit, I show mo' skill
Greatest of All Time, and that's all real
Ain't no reapper could do what I do
Rip ya whole label solo, no crew
Ain't a MC that I can't go throught
And I only have respect for a chosen few
But they could get it too
Trust me, you don't want L to spit at you
I'm the one they call when shit gets critical
The way I conquer the world is spiritual
I'm imperial
Everlasting, the best who ever did it
Holdin the crown down, can't nobody get it
Germany, Italy, France, Japan
London, Africa, bow to The Master - The G.O.A.T.
The moon is on bright side,
But we've thought of everything,
Send the word to the prisoners
Tonight, we getaway,
When you hear signs of confusion,
Come drifting through the door,
Get your belongings together,
Don't leave nothing behind,
And hey boys tonight we getaway,
To the other side,
Head for the wall and getaway;
We're sick and tired of hearing,
That the world is gonna blow,
So there's something we'll do to the leaders
Before we go;
Let's stick'em in a room together - Yeah!! -
And make them fight it out,
Until they see nothing from nothing
Will leave nothing at all,
And hey boys, tonight we getaway,
To the other side,
Head for the wall and getaway;
And hey boys, tonight we getaway,
To the other side,
Head for the wall and getaway;
Open the door - open the door - let me out - I wanna go -
Das ist auch unsere welt,
This is our world too,
Oui c'est notre monde aussi,
Hey boys, tonight we getaway,
To the other side,
Head for the wall and getaway;
"We'll give you anything you say"
Hey boys, tonight we getaway,
To the other side,
Head for the wall and getaway;
Here I am, standing all alone.
Seems like I'm a thousand miles from home.
You know that never did I have a friend.
You know I never had a dollar that I could lend.
And sometimes I get down on my knees
And I wonder if He sees.
New York City is where I'm from.
Down there in the ghetto, where you don't come.
Seems like my life has passed me by.
And you tell me, tears of joy,
But I tell you, I cry!
And sometimes I get down on my knees
And I wonder if He sees.
Don't give me liquor for my pain.
All my friends they never came back again.
Nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide.
Just me in the ghetto with you looking in from outside.
And sometimes I get down on my knees
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
Look I was raised in in the (ghetto)
I got payed in the (ghetto)
alot of gangsta's got made in the (ghetto)
alot of wanksta's got, got in the (ghetto)
got shot in the (ghetto)-but not popped in they metal
I use to hang out with the ol' G's and peep game
they use to send me to the store and tell me keep the change
now it's eight years later and I run shit
kiss the ring 'cause now I'm on some dumb shit
and I ain't with that kissing ass shit dawg
you owe me stacks, don't hold me back-I'm backin heat with the Heatmakers
I can spitt it from the head I don't need a piece of loose sleeve paper
you wonder why I never mix and mingle
I'd rather roll a dutch and mix my single
and I don't know about ya'll but I'm workin
and I don't know about you but I ain't hurtin'
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
My neighborhood ain't shit like Mister Rogers
cause in the(ghetto)niggaz quick to squabble
everybody unemployed in the (ghetto)-well fair, health care
shit the game ain't fair-alot of ya'll never come back to the (ghetto)
'cause ya'll greedy ass fuck
niggaz don't take care of they kids they'd rather by a new truck
you wanna be a ghetto star and ride in the hood
cause when the D's post up it's goin down in the hood
it's understood that more paper, bring more haters
everybody wanna coach but we need more players
in eighth grade I got paid on a regular basis
I'm stepping out with Air Max with the regular laces
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
In the hope I'll forget I'll wait
It's a chance I'll take oh yeah
In the hope I'll forget I'll wait
For the time
In the spring I'll watch my step
While the night-time passes by
When a smile suits me all alone
I'll be fine
There's got to be a better song to sing
Before I hang upon your shoulder
Telling the truth it may be bolder this time
There's got to be a better song to sing
That makes a lonely one less cold oh
Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry
Watching friends playing in the dirt
Feeling hard but feeling hurt
By the sadness that wastes my time
It's a crime
Counting acts which I must add
To collect sad memories
From a past I'd soon forget
Swap or leave
There's got to be a better song to sing
Before I hang upon your shoulder
Telling the truth it may be bolder this time
There's got to be a better song to sing
That makes a lonely one less cold oh
Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry
At the gate I'll wave goodbye
To the friends that were my lies
And I'll see them off at dawn
Feeling wise
Feeling wise
Fist time he ever had shoes on very first day at school and the sweat young teacher straight from college her first day there too. His mum and ms brown chatted about living out there in the scrub and how he grown up with the shearers and how he done it pretty rough. But he can colon, crutch, dip and dag even though he is only six but I think its best to warn she said you he swears a little bit. I'll keep me eye on him ms brown promised he can be my helping hand and Im sure we will be the best of friends now wont we little man. He didn't even raise his eyes he just bit his bottom lip and said I don't give a shit.
now now she said if you dont swear ill let you ring the bell she said
your soposed to ring the fucking cunt go ring the cunt yourself
and can some one find out what times fucking smoko what time do we knock off
and im busting for a fucking shit where do i find the thunderbox
and do we get our daily rollyweed and six cold cans of piss nad can any bastard tell us whos fucking show is this
I dedicate this to my world doug strugglers
I hope metafy you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for ya'll niggas
Cause your my niggas on tha realer
beground these streets for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save back on your teams
and underrestamate with these who do
you get the paper and then get of the street
ya'll remember, you'll never give the money and the dope to me
cause i wont give a shee to a nigga starvin
so we can fluss and blow weed hangin' with the warden
how many niggas on the quad who don't giva a fuck
Survivin struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub
I'm just a homie out the hood who did something
so why are you fronting
i'm in for ten years and i'll still wanted
you heard me homie!
or do you try to tell it to the dumdums
they call you niggas
and niggas try steel were they come from
i bring the front to all my homies out riding
help a homie get on his feet, and we'll all riding
sange, and fange in this game, but it's true
be sure that you'll respecting the power, and that's you
never forget the neighbourhood were it started
the ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts with the...
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
i can't get out of here
I represent the southeast, of southeast
millenium muthafucka and kay-doo were ya at
(one time) bring tha rockas
cause muthafuckas being talkin' for so long
but now i'm down with the innerface clik and it's on
give a fuck were you're from nigga
and kay-doo always represtentin
that nigga is a fact i've lived in it
now look at me, ya'll can't steel rabbit
for all ya'll niggas talking that shit, i'm still strapping
Will i strapp ya?
Niggas with all that hot capit
niggas packin' in fake and it ain't happning
will you think we're smacking
that yellow road is steady packing
the home of the ghetto slangin
and car jacking
nigga, i ain't acting
i was brought up in this bitch
from the O.P's and all down to the eastwike
even flat joe's and even the lingwood is all hood
for the Christ your all driving is all hood
The ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
i can't get out of here
I got give it up to my ghetto niggas
in the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem ghetto licks
geting ghetto rich
knowing that the steam in the book flip the gang
quick to get my telephone turned on in my mama's name
this ghetto slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,
you ain't fucking with this hustla with street knolledge
9 to 5
still fliping twenties on the side
try to get by the feints
i'm making dollars out of fifty cents
got the big body benz, with the wheels on it
a celuarphone with no bills on it
get your ass on this, got to fill on, still want it
baby, leen on it, and i can put the kill on it
you gotot strap a nigga lie like a singer
puting your baby to sleep
and turn of your ring and you can catch me on banewick
looking sick in a six
and some schweiz on my wrist
now picture this
you got to blow, cause to many niggas out for mr. Jackson's dope
ya'll niggas got to go, to the ghetto
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
i can't get out of here
Deathwall is the site
when the mic be light
as twice as shipp advice to my homies who write me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me mail
with their laberty bell, so i can tell you about the half
and who got cow for riches, and sending bithces,
i'm making bitches
I remember when i just to get beat with extensioncars
and we slanged by to see were my house was
started stealing out of my mama's perce
now that she's gone
she lives thrue my songs
and it sure hurts
i couldn't have treated her worse then in the ghetto
and turn our womens into wideows
sick to see my homie that i ain't with, trade with, payed with, laughed with
dead in a casket.
to my pumps we can reach the top
but you got a chance to get of the pop
if you see your chance baby take it
i was the last mothafucka in the world who thoiught i would make it
but look at me now, a six on the beach in greeze
check from the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto
Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of here
ghetto
nigga
ghetto
[Krayzie]
Kill me, son
Yo, it's on
Come follow me to the ghetto
(Dedicated to the hustlers)
Come follow me to the ghetto
(Hustlers in the hood)
Come follow me to the ghetto
(To the projects)
1 - Come follow me to the ghetto
But this ain't a place that everybody can go
(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
No this ain't the place that everybody can go
(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
But this ain't a place that everybody can go
(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
Nope this ain't the place that everybody can go
(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
What a wonderful day off in the neighborhood
G-double O-D good mornin' to ya
(Wake up) get up, hey there, whassup?
Let's take a stroll through this place we call home
And everybody be knowin' your name
The PJ, where we tryin' to survive
Of all our good times after workin' all day
So we hangin' all night, drinkin'
Feelin' all right from the love in our community
You're a friend to me keepin' it real
Is what we done to get by day
You watch my back, you back is got
What a nigga from, it's like that
It ain't all good, then again, it ain't all bad
It's hard times, but some of the best times we don' had
Now can you feel me?
Repeat 1
And I gotta give my love to the projects nigga, feel me
We should let him know we ain't forgot
It's about this on your block
When they got a fist full a rocks, runnin' from the cops
Keepin' it real, they try to come up with a hundred dollar bill
If not, anything to get a meal is all right
It's all about that bank roll
'cause when you're broke low, only the strongest survive
I know people who vanish, so just do what you need
Just demand to sit public or when they get business
And if it's illegal, just play with your fears
I hope I'm forgiven for robbin' and stealin'
Stickin' your butts up for 50s and 20s
Dollars, quarters, shit, even pennies, it don't make a difference
I'm hungry, just give me, y'all feel that?
Casualtie's caps get peeled back
It's wild down here where we live at
Real quick you could get killed, that's the way it goes
You never know
Givin' my peace to hustlers strugglin' in the ghetto, ah
Tryin' to make that money, what we'll do to make that money
Repeat 1
What you know about hard time?
What you know about the hard time?
What they know about hard time?
Say, what you know about that hard time?
I can feel it, feel it
Hard time
What they know about the hard time?
What they know about hard time?
Say, what you know about that hard time?
I can feel it, feel it
Supercat told you that the ghetto's real hot
But you's didn't listen
So we gotta deliver another rendition
For instance, everybody knows how it go
1st of the Month, don't front, you did there before
The place where random family confront you
Cops will try to hunt you
Cats will try to pump you and stunt you
Nobody wants you to succeed, just fail
The crabs in the bedroom theory
Clearly the ghetto has it's ills, but hear me
The streets is where I learned to chase goals instead of my tail
Learned I wanted to sell lyrics instead of Yale
Studio time instead of time in the cell
I was compelled to excel
But to appreciate heaven, gotta see hell
Repeat 1 until end
[Krayzie]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99
DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone
Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S.
Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Representin' every thug
Every hustler
Every ghetto
Across the USA
white walls . cold light . beeping sounds
people gathering around . a beautiful tune somewhere
frantic voices becoming softer . drowned by the swirling melody . filling my head
sight becoming blurred . a tunnel of light attracting me . I pass through
a feeling of freedom flows to me . freedom flows through me
I see a lovely being smiling gently . welcome back my dear
a voice like chimes . I've been waiting for you
are you willing . I don't know
I still have so much to do . I'd like to stay and rest
but my children are so young . they need me as their guiding hand . it's your choice it
answers
by now I've recognized the being . and look forward to see it again
with new energy and a will not to forget . I make my way back
a flash of light . beeping sounds comming back to me
Talking bout the ghetto funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)
Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it's the same
And it's the same every night
I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to survive
There's only one rule in the real world
And that's to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don't pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)
So just peep the game and don't call it crap
'Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed
600 Million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Don't look at me and don't ask me why
Mama's next door getting high
Even though she's got five mouths to feed
She's rather spend her money on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I'd better help myself
Housing authority and the O.P.D
All these guns just to handle me in the
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up
Like me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, where will you be?
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Funk funky ghetto)
So much game in a too $hort rap
Blacks can't be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
We're all the same color underneath
Short dog's in the house you'd better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen it's not my fault
I'll be getting paid while you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out
The ghetto
The ghetto
(Talking bout the ghetto)
The ghetto
The ghetto
[Instrumental]
The Key
[Bonus track Japan]
Sometimes I have this scary dream
In my head
Apocalyptic scenes
It makes my instincts mad
Surrounded by machinery
The warheads never ever rest
It's an untrustful century
So open up
You hold the key in your hand
Unlock the door to the future
You hold the key in your hand
The end of all the torture
And all the time I wake and scream
Where's a lead
Assassinated hopes
They make my body bleed
We're running out of energy
How did we generate this mess
Made ourselves the enemy
So open up
Nobody's there to help - we're just
On our own
The epidemics rage
We rally to the call
We're the leaders of our destiny
It's the only other chance we've got
Why are we unable mentally
To open up
You hold the key in your hand
Never say no one told ya
You hold the key in your hand
I hope the message will reach ya
I remember everything, to be what I've become
A willingness for anything that can and must be done
I remember writing in the womb, wrapped up in viscous gloom
My will is calling out like a sweeping plague
Swallowing the mountains and the deserts and the rain
I remember thinking once that love could never die
But love is small and very frail and can't be kept alive
Unless you love the one for whom roars this internal din
The love that devours everything, the love of self burns within
My will is calling out like a sweeping plague
Swallowing the mountains and the deserts and the rain
Raping what is left of you, two flesh becoming one
My will is everywhere, my will be done
My will is calling out like a sweeping plague
Swallowing the mountains and the deserts and the rain
Raping what is left of you, two flesh becoming one
Here I am again
Talking to myself
Sitting at a red light
Both hands on the wheel
How am I supposed to feel?
So much running through my mind
First you wanna be free
Now you say you need me
Giving mixed signals and signs
It's so hard to let you in
Thinking you might slam the brakes again
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
I gotta get away
I can't keep coming back to you
Every time you're in the mood
To whisper something sweet in my ear
It's so hard to move on
Cause every time I think you're gone
You show up in my rearview mirror
Is this just a detour?
Cause I gotta be sure
That you really mean what you say
It's so hard to let you in
Thinking you might slam the brakes again
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
I gotta get away
To a place where I can be redefined
Where you're out of sight
And you're out of mind
But the truth is I can't even say goodbye
Here I am again
Talking to myself
Sitting at a red light
Both hands on the wheel
How am I supposed to feel?
So much running through my mind
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway (a getaway)
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take (I can take)
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
Closest approach to earth
34,600,000 miles
Mean distance from the sun
141,600,000 miles
Mean distance from the sun
141,600,000 miles
Period of rotation around the sun
1.88089 years
Sideral rotation period
24 hours,37 minutes, 22.66 seconds
Mean surface atmospheric temperature
-23 degrees
Visual albedo
0.159
Pole Star
BD 52 Degrees 2880
Visual magnitude at mean opposition
-2.01
Mass
0.10174
density
3.93
"O Fortuna
velut Luna"
statu variabilis, "O Fortune
like the Moon"
you are changeable,
diameter
0.532
Inclination of equator to orbit
24.936 degrees
gravitational escape velocity
3.121 miles per hour
Yo yo, son give me that newspaper
Yeah aight, here you go
Man, I hate this one yo. You know the Post is always on some bias racist
bullshit, man. Word I mean on the daily news
word, I feel you
They ridiculous man, times are better but they still on some bullshit
I know that man. (Hiss)
Another nigga killed by these fucking cops, yo!
What? Word? Psh
See that's why I gotta get the fuck outta here man, I need some peace I need
something like that or I'ma just start blasting! These fucking pigs man
I feel you, son
For real, yo
Yo son, fuck it then. Let's do something man, let's see some mamis out there
You know what? Matter fact pack the bags
Aight then
Start the fucking whip up, I'm outta here yo for real
Yo, I hate my job so I always look to a better day
Far from New York City on a tropical getaway
But not in Miami cause these white Cuban Anti-Castros can't stand me
And that's the reason I'll never win a fixed up Latin Grammy
After this racist Latinos'll goddamn me
But my Black people love me
And when I go to South America people'll be tryna hug me
Cause I talk about reality that effects them
And even though I blew up I could never neglect them
What kind of a revolutionary action would that be
I be categorizing practically every other MC
But never that cause I'm clever with facts
Sever your raps
Fake players and thugs
Will forever be whack
I'm still rolling with my squadron
Heavily strapped
And even if I get killed I'll enviably be back
Encyclopedia Hispanic are over digital dat
Don't ever compare me with small minded criminal cats
I kill kids on tracks like Dale Onhart
Spit in your face and leave your cheekbone with a burn mark
I was born a genius but I learned to be street smart
My vacation just started
I'm out to the Caribbean swimming in Dominican women the color of cinnamon
You motherfuckers wish you had the lifestyle I'm living in
Yo, yo
East coast to West coast and everything in between
This is dedicated to everybody chasing they dreams
This ghetto fabulous life really ain't what it seems
But I'ma make it cause I got survival stuck in my genes
Word up (word), Immoral Technique representing Harlem all the way to my fam
in Englewood. I'm out motherfucker
Please don't chase me anymore,
Nearly forgot just what I'm running for,
I meant no harm,
My gas pedal is to the floor;
People watch this on TV,
Never thought that this could happen to me,
I can't stop now and it stillseems like a dream,
Never thought I'd hurt someone,
Now I see youclutching your gun,
You're playing for keeps, there's no place left torun,
I had to make a choice I made it,
If I had another chance I'd takeit,
I've got to find a way to make a getaway,
Today my future looked sobright,
All it took was one red light,
The sirens were close behind,
My brain said fight or flight,
So I ran from my mistake,
Not the best choiceI could make,
The helicopter reminds me that this time there' s no luckybreak,
I always did things my own way,
Never cared what the experts say,
I thought they were so full of shit,
I guess it's time to pay,
I always dreamed I'd have it all,
Never thought I'd take the fall,
That mind, it is strange
Adapt myself to the worst situation
I grew control of myself, and also coming mad
Phantom of past runs after coming as usual
Tired of phantom, and accustomed to nihility
I don't understand his object
What was that phantom
But, For anything I care now
I believe in myself now
That blood, It's strong
Accustomed to pain, Feel no pain now
I have nothing to go any place
But keep on walking
Adapt myself to this situation too
I learned to ways of doing life, of unchanged time
And imagined to any place
I don't understand his object
What was that phantom
But, For anything I care now
I believe in myself now
Phantom was out when I look back
Change of scene when I look the front
There was a gate there, Open it
There is next world, Next pure life
I don't understand his object
What was that phantom
But, For anything I care now
[Intro: repeat]
"Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Just can't go away"
[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Yeah, uh and just like that
We back again, uh - Little Brother
Yeah
Mic, predator, eat any competitor
Had to double back cause I been way ahead of the
Curve that they settin up, nerve they forgettin-uh
Heard that we ushered in, heard we was sufferin
NO - Poobie's recoverin, just a little bufferin
Took a little Bufferin, now I'm back tougher than
Can't get enough of them, no we don't follow trends
Threw me in the deep end to find out that I can swim
I take my time to configure each rhyme
One line at a time to show you I'm that G'REAL
Pound for pound, nigga skill for skill
Ain't nobody fuckin with me, I bet my deal, chill
Chumps is "mad, " while folks is "Glad"
Just to know I got it Ziploc'd up in the bag
Just to know I got 'er out hard up in the ave
It's Little Brother, trust you don't want no problems with THAT!
[Chorus:]
"Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Just can't go away"
[Pooh: overlaps]
Hah, I told y'all man, the jab is mean
The hook is nice, the uppercut is sweet
I'm in the best shape of my career
Yeah, let's, GO!
[Phonte:]
Uh, aiyyo they thought that I would lose it
Thought that I would do wrong
My third time around, they say, "He should find a new charm"
But Tay's unaffected, he's chillin sippin ooh-Long Tea
Doin me, been too strong for too long
On that Mary J. shit, they sayin he should "Move On"
Cain't cut the mustard, cain't slice the Poupon
Sheeit! Cut it out, like a coupon
Tay is the truth, I'm "Livin' Proof" like the Group Home
Ain't another team gettin live enough, arms ain't wide enough
To make the party people jump off the wall
My rhymes for real niggaz, cause that's who feel niggaz
My words, heal niggaz like it's altar call
And it's time for me to slay these fakes
They could try to remove but they could never replace
Start tithing dawg, hit that collection plate
Fo' Reverend Tiggallo Dollar, Bishop Tay D. Jakes
Niggaz made the mistake of thinkin we couldn't bounce back
Thought that we would bounce back, to Carolina cause we couldn't handle ours
You never heard no nigga spit no bad raps
So why y'all think a bad lap would stop my marathon
I can't believe they believe I would leave
Like a teabag, lookin in my face like He-Man
Well your assumptions are kinda out of place
And slightly off-base/off base like a nigga leavin rehab
I would never stop, never quit, never falter
Never bend, never break, never change, never alter my
Style - so fly, it's testament to my
Perfection, let us have a "B" selection from the choir - CHU'CH!
[choir sings the chorus replacing the sample]
C'mon
[DJ Flash cuts and scratches:]
"I'm kinda fly with it"
[Mos Def:] "Black Dante, Mr. Phonte, cold perfection"
"I'm kinda fly with it"
"The NEW Geto Boys, yo "We Can't Be Stopped""
"I'm kinda fly with it"
[Big Daddy Kane:] "We can take it from NY to NC"
"I'm kinda fly with it"
"Who you came to see and who you came to rock for"
[church organ plays]
"kinda fly with it, I was bless with the talent to rhyme"
{slowed down} "and MUTHAFUCKAS I'm a DIE WIT IT... "
[music stops]
I want you to know that you buyin classic material
The Gate
[Bonus Track]
An army of ambition
is moving
and it shakes the ground
Ten thousand hungry hearts
with iron heels
Burns and rapes
Sucks the earth dry
Cuts and slays
All that gets in its way
Mighty forces of destruction
Way beyond control
Nothing sleeps tonight
Decay and sinister silence
Your world ripped in dust and ruins
I shed no tears for your pain
I shed no tears for the past
Unleash all the beasts from imprisonment
And arm them with sticks and stones
Bring them into the land of chaos
Watch mankind's last gate fall
Trembling hands in fire burned
As we march into the night
Every last stone will be turned
Within the bright daylight
We are the hounds of hell
You will kneel
You will bend
We feast at her grave
In the bloodmist we stand
I never really know who you are
You could be a ghost for all I know
Whenever you're home
Picking up pieces of my heart
Like leaves that have fallen on our garden path
Who's gonna fly your plane
When you need to make you're getaway?
But I'm still holding on
Calling you back home
Calling you back
You hear my flesh and my bones
They're calling you back home
Calling you back
I never really know who you are
You could be a ghost for all I know
Whenever you're home
Used to be closer than my skin
Turned a blind eye to the odds
And I bet everything
Who's gonna fly your plane
When you need to make you're getaway?
But I'm still holding on
Calling you back home
Calling you back
You hear my flesh and my bones
They're calling you back home
Calling you back
This house lives in silence
For most of the year
You're a million miles away
But you couldn't be nearer
Please break my heart
Just so I can feel
At least I would have something that I could believe
But I'm still holding on
Calling you back home
Callinh you back
You hear my flesh and my bones
They're calling you back home
Calling you back
Standing in a field flying my kite
the string slips out of my hand
the kite, it drops out of control
tangled and trapped on the telephone wire
please help me, don't walk right by
the angel's wings are trapped in telephone wires
and nobody cares, they go out of their way
standing on the street watching the day
a car stops in front of me
a gun, I drop out of control
You and me and this decision,
It's more than just a headache.
Why ruin today? Don't bring it up.
It's just something we've gotta deal with.
We all saw it coming.
For now let's just pretend
To be the best attempt at best friends.
Follow the leader until they stray.
The getaway,
The things that stick.
If this is how you're gonna be,
Then I think you should go away.
You're a rock star.
Tune out then tune back in.
If this how you're gonna be,
Then you're not human,
You can't be human.
Isn't a little late for a riddle,
'Cause you claim to be an open book?
Some might call you complex,
But I'm just hearing nonsense.
It's nice to meet you, not nice to part;
Nice goes a long way in a forgiving heart.
You used up your chances.
Go find someone else to ruin.
I think you're ugly on the inside.
The getaway,
The things that stay.
If this is how you're gonna be,
Then I think you should go away.
You're the rockstar.
Tuned out, come tune back in.
If this is how you're gonna be,
Then you're not human,
You can't be human.
You're just not human.
Yeah, you're not human.
Please getaway from the things that stick.
If this is how you're gonna be,
Then I think you should go away.
You're such a rockstar!
Tuned out? Well tune back in!
If this is how you're gonna be...
The getaway, yeah...
You're such a rockstar!
Tuned out? Come tune back in!
If this is how you're gonna be,
Then you're not human,
There was an animal called a goat, he butted his way out of the Supreme Court
Said, "Let him go"
Yeah, said, "Let him go, because he butt so hard till you can't use him in our court no more"
Judge give him five hours to get out of town, he got five miles down the road and committed another crime
That's when the high sheriff happened to be coming along, and caught the billy goat eating up an old farmer's corn
High sheriff taken the billy goat to the county jail, but the desk sergeant cant said that "I'll go his bail, let him go"
A medicine doctor bought the billy goat, had a great big stage show
The billy goat got mad and butt him right down in the lonesome floor
So let him go, please, please, let him go, because he butt so hard till I can't use him in our court no more
I'll stand
On my own two feet
Against you girl
I just can't walk away
I said,
I can't take it that easy
Wanna break you down tonight
Don't wanna waste another day
And it's not over just yet
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To crash the wall
I'll get to you
You are a war
Worth dying for
Tonight
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To be the kid
Who caved you in
It'd be so easy
To lose myself to you
Quiet
I will be
So sure
Calling your bluff
I think you lost
Your will to fight
And you know
I'll storm
Through your castles doors
Cause you know that I'm good for you
And you're scared of what you'll find
A love you won't regret
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To crash the wall
I'll get to you
You are a war
Worth dying for
Tonight
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To be the kid
Who caved you in
It'd be so easy
To lose myself to you
So open up
Your friendly fire
And let me be
The kill you're missing
Don't wanna see you
Close your eyes
Until this is over
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To crash the wall
I'll get to you
You are a war
Worth dying for
Tonight
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To be the kid
Who caved you in
It'd be so easy
Over land, I traveled time and space and quicksand
And for sixty days I knew no other road
And through the maelstrom, we turned in time with the kick drum
I was swallowed and twisted and spit out on the coast
And in this place there stands a gate
That leads to the heart of the city
And I've spent seven years and a sea of fears
In this broken mirror of a city
Listen to the streets, there's a heartbeat missing in the city
Sweet sunlight, well, I can see it in my mind's eye
And I remember feeling alright
And I saw black clouds and Turin shrouds
And it smelled of a faded empire
It's all concrete and steel, we're asleep at the wheel
And the mayor's just a gun for hire
Listen to the streets
There's a heartbeat missing in the city
Listen to the sound
There's a time bomb ticking in the city
I've heard the song, the morning sings
Outside the gate is everything
"Let in the light, let in the light"
Streetwalker said to me she has no need for history
She has the key, she has the key
Sweet sunlight, well, I can see it in my mind's eye
Let in the light, let in the light
Waking up from a dream
Where I was the stone and you were the stream
And Chemical City isn't all that you need
But it's all that you're getting and they've hidden the key
Listen to the streets
There's a heartbeat missing in the city
Listen to the sound
There's a time bomb ticking in the city
Let in the light, let in the light
I said this place is an unnatural disaster
And I'm a visitor here so I asked her
"Where are the trees, where are the trees?"
And she said, "Free yourself from history
That is the key, that is the key"
Sweet sunlight but I can see it in my mind's eye
I see the light, I see the light
The gate is gone now, you better run
The gate is gone now, you better run
The gate is gone now, you better run
The gate is gone now, you better run
Can you feel it?
There's a heartbeat missing in the city
Yeah, there's a heartbeat missing in the city
When all the fat cats are hissing at your pity
There's a heartbeat missing
The gate is gone so you better run
You better run, run, run, run
You better run, run, run, run
[Intro: Zo-Zer]
Ay, this is life man, niggaz out here talkin
rappin about shit you ain't never seen or had no parts in, youknowhatI'msayin?
Shit ain't cool man, ay Lo, take 'em where you from
[Chorus: OneBeLo]
Let me take you to a place where the sun don't shine
Killers don't talk, little kids don't mind
Men don't work, don't take care of babies
You bought my album but bootleggers don't pay me
City runnin wild, cats don't give a fuck
Junior High students don't say no to drugs
Liquor stores don't ask shorties for their ID
This is a place where don't nothin surprise me
The ghetto
[OneBeLo]
The ghetto, yo..
Now you can get shot, everyday it's a struggle to be alive
Mentally, physically, only the strong survive
Can't hide from the fact ghettos is filled with blacks (blacks)
crack (crack) smack (smack) roaches and rats
Thugs totin they gats, this ain't a nice place to visit
The people that you live with, hearts cold and frigid
That girl over there, don't even bother with her (why?)
She's a hoodrat, gold-digger, never had a father figure
Her older brother was a big time drug dealer
When he was young his role model was a drug dealer
Now that he's older, everybody wants to cop a boulder
He took a bullet in his head, now he's in a coma (bloaw!)
You callin 9-1-1, this ain't a joke
You rollin like a blunt cause you might get smoked
The sad part about it ain't the money or the dope
The trigger man wasn't even old enough to vote
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Zo-Zer]
Shit ain't all good in the hood
Touch mine, wish a nigga would
You knowhatI'msayin? (In the ghetto)
[OneBeLo]
Landlords don't do nothin but collect rent
Police don't patrol, serve or protect it
Brothers don't allow others to hustle on they block
Always carry heat cause the beef don't stop
And it don't quit, everyday the same shit
Hustlin to get you what your job can't get
And I ain't even talkin 'bout a Benz or Mercedes (what you talkin about?)
I'm talkin about toothpaste, diapers for your babies
The basic necessities of life
The homeless sleepin in a cardboard box every night
The only playgrounds is vacant lots and burned buildings
You gotta feel sorry for the children
How they gon' do they homework when they homes don't work?
They can't read books cause the lights don't work (nope)
They can't take a bath cause the water don't work (nope)
The stove in the kitchen, plus the heat don't work (nope)
It's cold at night, they mommas can't afford jackets
She too busy tryin to support the crack habit
The State took her kids, now they all doin bids (man that sound crazy)
I know it sound crazy but that's how it is, in the ghetto
The ghetto
[Interlude: Zo-Zer]
All I see are hearts that's hollow, from Detroit to Chicago
Just hopin you can follow
Shit's real, I know it sounds crazy
Shit, it's how it is, how it is..
[Chorus: w/ minor variations]
(This is a place where) Nothin surprise me
(chorus 2x)
know your enemy overstand y'all
overstand y'all know your enemy
They got extraterrestrials livin in Arizona
They got food so they-gats a bodegas in Corona
They got media teli-vision locked down too
brother hoodin snakes simplism lower channel two
They got millions of dollers invested in crack
not to mention cigarrets and alcohol on top of which they tax
They got professors teaching only half the story
nineteen-seventy five they created AIDS inside a laboratory
They got me feelin like I'm on parole
They got excuses for the people that they killed
in the land they stole
They got us thinkin we're players but their the pimps
They got my dick inside they mouth and they all fulla shit
They got computer chips filled with secret manuscripts
They got olympic games symbolic for howard's reign
They got my fifteen sisters and brothers different brothers
in Brooklyn and Puerto Rico on a search for one another
They got me thinkin porn from like dusk till dawn
They got my crew spelled out non phi-xi-on
They got mobile phones that we purchase on a rental
so they tap it to our lines and cause tumors on our temples
They got mersionaries crooked crook in submarines
They got us feelin dope is a way to self esteem
They got fucked up leaders actin like disciplinaries
But what they aint got is us hip hop evolutionaries
Verse 1
that's it man, they got me
caught up in a damned traffic jam,
block me
everything except my passion is spent,
I got no baggage,
aint dragging no maps, no plans, follow?
how did I end up here, really?
just trying to keep my head up
damn I'm weary
so is it all a setup then,
is it?
this aint living,
wishing the man upstairs would listen
I got to get away type quick see a better day and
celebrate all life is now
the world is spinning,
this life is mine
as I'm burning bridges they light the skies it's time
to follow my heart, use to follow the bottle now me and
God go mano a mano, I got to go before my soul is
hollow, I got to follow my dreams
every artery screaming:
I got to be free
they said I need to think,
didn't have no thoughts
said I need a shrink,
cus my balance is off
they said my ship's gonna sink
cus my cash's all gone
that's when I feel like a drink but every glass' too
short so there I go,
get on a plane or a train and everything I ever feared
imma face it today and that's for sure,
so if they mention my name
thinking I'm dead or insane, tell them that Red's okay
he had to go.
Chorus
So come sunshine or come rain
Imma jump on a plane or a train
cus I feel my fire fading away
I can't, I can't, I can't stay
So come sunshine or come rain
Imma jump on a plane or a train
cus I feel my fire fading away
oh no, I got to get away,
away, away, away, away, away, away, away
got to get away
Verse 2
My feet greet sand, snow,
gravel and asphalt
you mad wrong thinking
that I'm singing a sad song
I'm on track
rap's in my backbone
I backpack back to back,
travel the map mode
the fast lane, fast life,
more like a bad joke
we're past last call,
only dust on the dance floor
I'm chilling to hell with living in fast forward so if
they knock on my door
just tell them the man's gone
so aint that the truth I'm out the backdoor before I
act a fool
today's my first day and last too
escape the bad fumes
and dodge my pasts gloom
stay on the move I only stop to pray
cus I know they got the yay a block away
but every time I get a chance to rock the stage
I feel free, it's like I already got away,
I'm on my way.
Chorus
So come sunshine or come rain
Imma jump on a plane or a train
cus I feel my fire fading away
I can't, I can't, I can't stay
So come sunshine or come rain
Imma jump on a plane or a train
cus I feel my fire fading away
oh no, I got to get away,
away, away, away away, away, away, away
got to get away
(Intro)
Can I talk about the ghetto?
That's where I'm from
Listen up, whoa
Just ridin' through the neighborhood
What I see don't look too good
All my brothers hustlin'
All my sisters strugglin'
Just to make it through another day
Just another day
That's just the way it is
(Just the way it is)
When you're living
(Living in the ghetto)
Trying to make it seems so hard
(Living in the ghetto)
Unemployment, don't even have no jobs
(Living in the ghetto) Whoa
(I grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, ghetto whoa
Still got so many memories (Memories)
Growing up with my family (Oh family)
Still westside 'till I die (Throw it up)
And even though I'm living in a highrise
It's not where you are but it's where you're from
Daddy told me long ago
That's why I'll never forget my days
(Never forget my days, no)
(Living in the ghetto)
People don't got no where to go
(Living in the ghetto)
Pimps and hustlers everybody knows
(Living in the ghetto) Whoa
(I grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, in the ghetto
Play on, play on
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Somebody tell me why
It has to be this way
Oh why?
Don't give up, no, no
Listen
This is for my queens
Keep your hopes high
Stay down on your knees
Praying every night
There'll be days like these
Mama used to say
Ain't no need to worry
He's gonna make a way
And this is for my kings
Don't forget respect
Gotta keep moving on
Cause it ain't over yet
Keep your head about it
Keep your head about it
'Bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it
While you're living
(Living in the ghetto)
See I'll never forget where I'm from, no, no
(Living in the ghetto)
And how far I've come, see I've come too far
(Living in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, who
(I grew up in the ghetto)
In the ghetto, the ghetto
(Living in the ghetto)
So many kids out in the streets
(Living in the ghetto)
2 o'clock in the morning when they need to be at home asleep
(Living in the ghetto)
Yes, this is the ghetto, sure 'nuff now
Don't you know that's all right yeah, yeah
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Wait a minute
No you ain't doin' what you're suppose to
You doin' what you wanna do
But you know you, [Incomprehensible]
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
The ghetto, talkin' 'bout the ghetto
I'm talkin' 'bout the ghetto
I'm talkin' 'bout the ghetto
Can you all dig it out there?
[Havoc]
Four pounds and nines blast at the same time
Thinking is my life on the line really?
Can't afford to second guess overcome by the stress
Got to move with precision aim straight at your chest
Do everything in my power to protect my nest
Use everything that I got dawg nothing but the best
Fake ass niggaz wanna put me to the test, I score
More than all of y'all who ready to ball
Who got the balls to cross the line they out their mother fuckin mind
Final destination you won't cheat deaths design
Like "Ra(kim)" put seven niggaz in a line
Then add seven more niggaz that think they're takin' mine
Then there's seven more niggaz 'fore I pull mines
Then that's 21 niggaz killed at the same time
Pop is all you heard, y'all heard never slur the word
Havoc caught slippin' shit is absurd
[Hook x2: Havoc]
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but it's "The Code" of the projects
[Tragedy Khadafi]
Yo, "Hav" it's deep, it's going down as we speak
And won't stop 'til there's blood on the street
Keep it tight with fam, and if you got love for your man
Take the cross out your heart never bite the hand
Cause that shit'll come back to you tryna clap through you
Laying in the building to put macs to you
It's logic when dealin' wit "the code" of the projects
Niggaz move like unidentified objects
But I'm ahead of the game my mind detects
Cause half of y'all niggaz ain't threats (fuck around!)
Get dugged deep observed by eyes that don't sleep
For gun toting niggaz on the creep
Who wanna see me layin' deceased but my instinct is that of a beast
Fuck peace in these QB streets, I relate to . .
What guns and nickel plates do niggaz tryna air you out and deflate you
Trustin' a snake like trustin' a bitch
Put it in your man hand not knowing he snitch
Ain't no loyalty in this, niggaz boud to switch
Cause they hate to see a thug get rich, (BITCH!)
[Hook x2: Havoc]
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
It might sound foul but it's "The Code" of the projects
[Littles]
Black clouds hover above the livest sets
Ac coups jumpin' out in shoes blowin' off tecs
Before "Littles" I was "Lord" street ghetto poet
Never overthrow the people that crown you
Killers and heathens around you
Y'all get clapped, left leaned and found food
Murder's a hobby death is hard to digest
When your man's layin' stretched in a casket flesh
Or gold cain, jumped out the coupe in all my swagger
All eyes on me, niggaz lookin' at me like
They mad I'm breathin' cause this niggaz layin' stiff
He done slipped up and sniffed up the wrong niggaz shit
Show him my ones you get shot and hung
On the same phone lines where you jerk my ones
I stay loyal death before dishonor
Loyalty's a honor few get the chance to taste
And you never ever safe when your brand is snakes
[Hook x2: Havoc]
You do dirt you get it back like a safe deposit
Might run but can't hide skeleton's in the closet
These streets are serious you better use some logic
I'm gonna get my act together
I'm gonna climb the highest tether
I'm gonna clean all of my feathers
Just to be there with you in the sky
I've got a special way to protect myself
A special way that I think of you
This ain't night time, and this ain't day
It's just the way that I remember
And the way that I thought
Life was supposed to be
In the back of the boot with a beautiful suit
I'm going down that highway
This ain't night time, and this ain't the best time for me
It's just the way that I remember
And the way that I thought
Life was supposed to be
So let me know when you’re ready to come back and face me
Cause your eyes don’t phase me anymore
And if you could be so confident staying where you stand
Then I could keep it all according to plan
And I’ve been up here passing the hang time of a day when we were
Tugging at the sky, tugging at the wrong time
And I’ve been entertaining the thought of a night when
My fingers could be a filter for moonlight
Bring me what is broken, and bind them free
Bare this indecision, until we find a better breed
Why don’t you tell me where I should begin
And whether I should sink or swim
I’m wondering, does this break even
When an army of escape routes keeps me in
Who would figure, if I ever had a getaway I would only hesitate
And they would slip away
And I’ve been up here counting the straight lines
So you believe the mark of my words by the markings on the wall
And I am sick of waiting for another escape plan
So I’ll just make a break for it tonight
But wandering without direction keeps your hands in front
Feeling for your future, fearing for the path you’re on
We left in the night with a reason, to feel the sunrise on our backs
This false hope is right in the season, and we know that
We’re not coming back
I can’t hold still, any longer
I’m walking down the road, and far away I can see it
My destination has been decided
Cries of pain you hear, in the air there’s a strange
voice
that whispers your name and you see blood running through
the river.
Now the wind is blowing so fast, the wolves are howling
angry
While the moon lights up the lands, I wish someone could
be here,
with me!!
I’ve crossed the gate, everything’s confusing
but I’m not afraid to die,
I’ve cried in vain, no one answered
‘Cause I have crossed the gate
That gate divides the dead and the living
and I am now in the other side
My heart no longer beats
We all have our doubts
Life is not an easy game to play
Sometimes all we want is to disappear
Everyone needs to be seen
We all need love to breathe
Far too many face each day with inner fear
Jesus said: In my Father's house
There is room for everyone
All is prepared
Believe in me, I am the way
In my Father's house
There is room for everyone
All is prepared
My time has come and you will understand
When He died for us
He washed our sins away
And he rose again
He is the gate to eternity
The weight of the world
He carried on His shoulders
For you and me
He is the gate to eternity
We can fail
We can do great things
But only Jesus is salvation for the world
He went through it all
He made the final sacrifice, on the cross
Once an ordinary day turned into a mandatory slaughter.
Blood was spilled on a fertile soil now it's a wasteland.
No one knew me before this
But now I am the center of attention.
Approach me... Worship me.
Break the code into his head.
Solve the cipher.
Find the answers from the words he said.
Puzzle in million pieces, reveal the truth.
Connect the dots to see the portrait of a madman.
I never believed my name could be in the books of history
among the other great men with a vision.
Statues just started to raise around me
and people were on their knees without being of my decision.
No disposable shock value or fifteen minutes of fame.
Once slave today king, but tomorrow I am nothing.
My days of cheer and glory are over
and five star treatment ere I come.
A large-scale operation.
I'll keep the audience blindfolded before the opening.
They are hypnotized by the glaze.
Loosing track of prime-time show, hardcore media porn.
Lost souls will be unleashed
Necrolust they will breed
Their call from the pit
echoes inside me
As I unlock... the dead
I feel the strength... down
Different conceptions
awaiting... awaiting
Camas of the End
Open the gates... to darkness
[Intro]
Here I am again,
Talking to myself,
Sitting at a red light,
Both hands on the wheel,
How'm I supposed to feel,
So much running through my mind.
[Verse 1]
First you wanna be free,
Now you say you need me,
Givin' mixed signals and signs.
It's so hard to let you in,
Thinking you might slam the brakes again.
[Chorus]
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
I gotta get away
[Talks]
I can't keep coming back to you
Every time you're in the mood
To whisper something sweet in my ear
It's so hard to move on
Cause everytime I think you're gone
You show up in my rear view mirror
[Verse 2]
Is this just a detour?
Cause I gotta be sure
That you really mean what you say
It's so hard to let you in
Thinking you might slam the brakes again
[Chorus]
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
I gotta get away
To a place where I can be redefined
Where you're out of sight
And you're out of mind
But the truth is I can't even say goodbye
Here I am again
Talking to myself
Sitting at a red light
Both hands on the wheel
How'm I supposed to feel?
So much running through my mind
[Chorus]
Put the pedal down
Heading out of town
Gotta make a getaway (a getawa-a-ay)
The traffic in my brain's
Driving me insane
This is more than I can take (I can taaaaaaake)
You tell me that you love me first
Then throw your heart into reverse
I gotta get away
[Fading off]
Get away, get away,
(Instrumental)
Hey, there’s a man in the woods taking polaroids.
He looks shift, come with me, just stay the night, if you’re still alive.
I don’t want to be the one to tell you but he’s found out where you’re going
So stay alive, run fast tonight.
Hey if you want to believe I can run through the trees, I’ll meet you there.
Stay safe my little one.
Hey, there’s a broken voice on the radio screaming ‘baby, come save me.’
Is it in my mind? Or am I running out of time?
Get up, get down. Believe it or not.
I’ve got the best defense for this.
I got a solid gold plan, God damn, if you want to stay,
Say what you want to say, this is the getaway.
Hey, chalk outline of a centerfold, call it quits tonight.
This ends tonight.
It’s crazy so come with me tonight. Sleep sound little one.
Get up, get down. Believe it or not.
I’ve got the best defense for this.
If we live to fight for just one other day,
They can say what they want to say, this is the getaway.
Save me, I guess I got to go, this is not the place for me.
I got a solid gold plan, God damn, if you want to stay,
Say what you want to say, this is the getaway.
Did you ever mean anything you ever told me?
Did you ever say the things that you want to say?
Did you ever mean anything that you ever said?
Get up, get down. Believe it or not.
I’ve got the best defense for this.
Baby if you save me, I guess I got to go, this is not the place for me.
Get up, get down. I’ve got the best defense for this.
THE GETAWAY
I can't get just any girl
But I got the one I wanted anyway
I wasn't born to save your world
I came to far for turning back again
Of all I needed it's all here
Life's the cure for all the bad you did
And I know, I hear too much,
I think too much, too much about
You, you got what I need
And I got it all
When you're the king of the world
And baby it's cool that you say
We got it made, but where were you yesterday
Political dictator news, bias reviews
Who I trust to be sure
We just walked into the room
Looking for fuel, ready to burn
I can't give out for respect
I never asked for your opinion anyway
I can't believe how close we get
I might never dream like this again
Five long years and my regret
I almost left you never having said
And I know, I'm not there now
So maybe you can help a bit
[CHARLIE BROWN]
Little more speed, little more rope,
Little more wind, little more hope,
Gotta get this stupid kite to fly.
Gotta make sure it doesn't snag
Doesn't droop, doesn't drag
Gotta watch out for ev'ry little- whoops!
Little less speed, little more tack,
Little less rise, little more slack,
Gotta keep my wits about me now.
Gotta make sure it doesn't get the nest of me
Till I get it in the air somehow.
Millions of little kids do it ev'ry day
They make a kite and-"poof"- it's in the sky.
Leave it to me to have the one fool kite
Who likes to see a little kid cry.
Little less talk, little more skill,
Little less luck, little more will,
Gotta face this fella eye to eye.
Now that I've seen you chasing moles,
Climbing trees, digging holes,
Catching your string on everything passing by
Why not fly?
Wait a minute,
What's it doing?
It isn't on the ground.
It isn't in a tree.
It's in the air!
Looat at that.
It's caught the breeze now,
It's past the trees now
With room to spare...
Oh-
What a beautiful sight.
And I'm not such a clumsy guy.
If I really try
I can really
Fly a ki-
It lurks tonight, here for its prey
Freed from time through the gate
It hears the call, you have made
Leaving you to your fate
The demon has come, here for your soul
Bringing darkness and fear
Starts to reign, takes control
And you cannot persevere
Nowhere left, for you to hide
You're the last to remain
It longs your touch, to take your soul
And send you screaming in pain
Legions take control
Merciful no more
One by one, it finds you all
And takes you down below
Risen from the grave
Your soul is what it craves
It needs your flesh, to seal the spell
And take you as it's slave
The time has come, darkness is here
You pray but can't be free
In darkened sight, you see no light
With eyes of misery
The casted spell, sent straight from hell
For you mind to create
Holds you all, To his call
At the opened gate
Legions take control
Merciful no more
One by one we hear the call
Of the souls from down below
Your mother died night you were born her name you never knew
look away
look away
nothing to loose
left east tenneessee at fourteen
wonderd to the west
look away
look away
born into death
you fought the salors in New Orleans
you worked the flat boats and walked the streets
hit Nachdogdes in '49
and there you saw the devil for the very first time
(chorus)
kid don;t you know me
we are the last of the true
drink up drink up
drink up drink up
cause tonight your souls required of you
Signed on with a stone mad captian rode on mexico
look away
look away
war behold
jailed with killers one and all but we were killers free
look away
look away
look to me
you saw the lancers 'mid heathen hordes
bloodstained viels
and costumes of war
hell aint that full boy hear me
war is the game and the god we seek
(chorus)
(bridge)
we set out as men of reason armed with navy colts
look away
look away
work paid in gold
but you stood witness to yourself our trial you did betray
look away
look away
to judgement day
we killed in the dessert we killed in the streets
we choose what shall and shall not be
we stood with pistols fought back to back
now youve stood your ground but what ground is that
For once in my life
I see pure love staring
Right back, right back at me at me
I played you a sweet song
And you sang, you sang along in your heart your
Eyes and soul, so
You are my diamond
You are my angel
You are my guiding light
I?'ve seen the future
And I?ve been to the bottom
But you keep my head above, above
You are my Jesus
You are my saviour
You are all that is love
You?re all that is love
You?re all that is love
You are my diamond
You are my angel
You are my guiding light yeah
You?'re my guiding light
You?'re my guiding light
chourus:o no i think its time to buckle down and get away from
listen to my heart and only hear anything that doesn't involve u