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people are so fickle
these days its so dispicable like tenticles, they all try stick on you hold you down if they cannot be sick on you they try to bind you with an A too (?) enforce the written restrictions that we all got to stick to they all disapear and re appeared to suit their needs which to me is a joke, like short term peace treaties i see a disease swarming like bees thinking these underdeveloped war torn countries apparently im on the good side but this worlds so freaky at times i swear this planets on an intergalactic fault line every time i race i cant win i keep place till this land mines blow up in my face again dismembered, i still gotta keep pacin' on, standin strong facing the eye of the storm these days three ways the life game all wrong these days, what we say can do such harm i replay. each day like an endless song endless of my mind, non stop like the hands of time whats with this financial envy we've got so much poverty, but we keep spending we're like pigs, they just won't stop eating till they hit the bottom of the trough and lick up stinkin im seekin the truth , but how can i be we're in a broken world of families and falacies taught to praise stars who seek fame, do what we must to gain monatry gain and even im with it, but there are limits whatever happened to unconcious idea, MC's talk verbal dihorrea caught up with gun talk and bling bling, hip hop producers who work with pop singers, for ching ching, im thinking my rich stole, is now of no value light turns to dark, when cold breath hits the candle im here to rekindle your spirit keep the flame burning strong as we press on through the eye of the storm these days three ways the life game all wrong these days, what we say can do such harm i replay. each day like an endless song endless of my mind, non stop like the hands of time the clock ticks your name off the list life goes quick, so we gotta be quicker the worlds devilish, making me sicker i smell the reminants, of drugs, sex and liquor the kids are immune to these cus as they leave they get a fix on their new tv parents dont need a talk to their kids no more they feed em video show them the internet log onto the porn site here we go television the drug of a nation breeding ignorance feeding radiation friend to hit the nail on the head wish we were sailing ahead but we're shipwrecked and failing instead but the tests of changed were all passed so long as you're an expert in arson im asking which way is up, cus my compass is gone you know what? I'm gonna let my beating heart be my guide through the eye of the storm these days three ways the life game all wrong these days, what we say can do such harm i replay. each day like an endless song endless of my mind, non stop like the hands of time |
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You and me gotta be
Living life, dignity, integrity, sincerity Cause honestly, that's how it's gotta be And when you come to that fork in the road Which way will you go Go get your destiny Yeah, that's what my god advised Dont be resistantly Seek someone to help us grow wise Cause, mentally, spirtual excellence Is far beyond any physical decadence Acceptance is great, yeah But it will be a brittle case Trying to please all And find a middle space Where you belong As a little kid I dreamt intense dreams Now as a grown man, these same intense dreams Are what I'm chasing Feelin' mad, amazing, right But I can see how my life May have fallen by the waste side Scenario one Hanging with mates who like to stay high Fucking up, going out, acting up, getting drunk Chucking up, acting tough, far too much Got me copping upper cuts While dole payments keep me smacked up Killing my soul while I'm high Head to toe But y'know, I'm only talking about a possible scenario You and me gotta be Living life, dignity, integrity, sincerity Cause honestly, that's how it's gotta be And when you come to that fork in the road Which way will you go Scenario two What would I do Not amused Situation I'm facing Got me feelin' confused (Rewind selector) Back to me and my girl in high school Both sixteen years of age Doing what lovers do Confusing independance with ignorance Having unprotected sex Now she fallen pregnant Now we stressing bout how we think our parents gonna act Will they kick us out the house Will they have our backs To bring a child into this messy world Could be no more goin' out No money for me or my girl Scenario three Either we get rid of the child Before we get to hear it laugh Or see it smile Live with the grief and keep the pain underneath Like six feet deep, may it rest in peace What's to become of us God only knows But y'know, I'm only talking bout a possible scenario You and me gotta be Living life, dignity, integrity, sincerity Cause honestly, that's how it's gotta be And when you come to that fork in the road Which way will you go Life moves on, life flies by A lifetime can flash by At the blink of an eye You and I had best be aware You and I had best be prepared Confucius said Only a benevolent man Can live a full life and Draw an accurate plan So understand Why I choose scenario four That be the life I'm living now The life I'd die for Maybe I might score (score), make the top of the list Maybe I might fall (fall), but I'm ready for this Like being offered bullshit This steams the cream A million dollars for my soul Or a priceless dream Faith is a red rose (is a red rose) Almost a thought But it will grow You and me gotta be Living life, dignity, integrity, sincerity Cause honestly, that's how it's gotta be And when you come to that fork in the road Which way will you go |
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(DJ Peril:)
Nfamous - step, step, step, step, step, step, step up! (Verse 1: Nfamous) Caught between a rock and a hard place Nfamous, rock the mike and fill up the bar space A car chase couldn't match the adrenaline, that we're sending them And haters who talk shit, me not befriending them Me not defending them, too busy ascending them They lacks in like albinos lack melanin Ventolin, couldn't help them catch their breath I got bored waiting for them so I soared ahead Now each tread is made, on pavement we laid To reach the next stage, the pavement is grey But hey! We're not in it for the checks We do it for the love, respect The cause and the effects we get from Fatter beats, fatter rips, fatter matter of subject To free your mind state, man there's nothing above that Now wind the clock back, when it came to urban music, radio and then rock that But now they're playing local hip-hop acts, it's even on the tellie Coast to coast, it's got to grow steady so I'm ready To boast the most or get spiritual hope Cause hip-hop's a mind state, not an area code (Chorus x2: Nfamous & DJ Peril) From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west Come on everybody, go off, a go off I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at 1200 put the boogie in your body bag (Verse 2: Nfamous) Lyrics are my language, my ink stains canvas I study syntax in my world map atlas Looking up foreign cities and towns New borders we got to cross to rock these crowds til they're Bouncing to the rhythm we delivering Announcing it god given like everything Blast the pop critics who think we're pretending When we give our heart to the art, spill it now he no billing Peril: Yeah we gave blood for them! Oh yeah, you know it man And after the show, we stay around and say hello to them Meeting new peeps that we never met before Crowds that once stared now cheer for more We've been booed at hits, we've been swooned and kissed We've copped it all, we're not new to this The future is, unknown but we've got to grow Cause hip-hop's a mind state, not an area code (Chorus x2: Nfamous & DJ Peril) From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west Come on everybody, go off, a go off I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at 1200 put the boogie in your body bag (Verse 3: Nfamous) Hey all around the world there are people like me Loving hip-hop renegades and sanity From Aotearoa to Iceland to Ecuador Aboriginal, Japanese, German, French, what's more? Nations at a battle, separated by a war Their kids connect over friendly battles on the floor No money to go out when staying indoors Trynna build a fat beat like you've never heard before Constructing rhymes to bust the mind, oh! In destructive times we're got to find goals 1200 Techniques started with nothing at all Now we're onto LP number 2, on tour The evidence is when the youth of New York Created different elements and they travelled abroad All the way to Aus, touching our souls, it shows Hip-hop's a mind state not an area code (Chorus x2: Nfamous & DJ Peril) From the north, to the south, to the east, to the west Come on everybody, go off, a go off I said it's not where you're from, it's where you're at 1200 put the boogie in your body bag (Nfamous:) Clap your hands everybody And everybody just clap your hands Australia, clap your hands South Pacific, clap your hands Europe and Asia, clap your hands And plus the Americas, clap your hands Middle East and Africa, clap your hands Well Ryde, clap your hands Ahahaha |
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