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Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool Male or female you want to be set In the big mansion drinking Moet You read the Wall Street Journal Later for the comic Far from dumb because you practice logic You lived poor in the ghetto Never had the money easily But you found the remedy So you your girl and your kids could have a better opportunity And teach them all about unity Cultivating in the brains the words of Allah the master And they go far But, you still go visit your old stomping ground Indeed to help another that's down A tough situation cuts like a knife In search of the good life From the church, the home, on down to the prison People want to know how is he and she living Does he work? Do you wonder if his life will bloom? Is the girl going to have the kid anytime soon? How's the mother? Do they ever go visit the brother? What about the dad? I heard he drinks undercover Some are still shooting up, another on crack Just the other day trooper got sent back What type of life do you lead? Tell me 'Cause you can be anything you want to be Some will strive for the good life in any case The mind is a terrible thing to waste On drugs, violence, and hatred of another color Hear me now, brother All around the world the husband and wife Work night and day in search of the good life The G double O-D L-I-F-E Living in luxury Care free Period No time to waste We catch ours all day We work instead of play I B-U-I-L-D inside me Knowledge and quickly you vacate the city From a paranoid mental delusion Plain and simple I won't cause confusion Yo, that's your fault Stop the somersault 'Cause I put the bad like mo to a halt My destiny I define is heavenly So, Fort Knox, open sesame Light shines and the birds keep singing As I still cling to my positive upbringing With the need to succeed, right? On a natural high The good life |
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| 6:01 | 
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| 4:55 |
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[ VERSE 1 ] Yo From the intro I flow 3 in a row Buildin like a Lego Stacks upon stacks It attacks the wax Scrub it like Ajax Relievin as a X-Lax The night cap of rap Here to make another hit To undercover, smudder Word to mother Pump it for the playground World renowned Pete Rock |
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| 4:47 |
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It's time to dip dive dip
You might break a hip To the sound that's legit I've come to make a hit I usually bust scratches with my man C.L. Smooth But I decided to get wreck on this groove As I provide the slide You're going on a ride I know the weather's nice There's no need to play the outside Guess who's on the flyer The man of your desire Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth all the honey dips admire Beats are rough and rugged Pete Rock is the creator Now I'm busting raps while switching cross-faders Making sure my sound hits from here to Grenada Honey gave me skins, man, I told her friends I ate her But, wait up I save this subject for later But, it's time to catch wreck with the creator I'm addicted like a stoag Not into vogue (Yo, Pete, there's a girl on the phone) Tell her to hold 'cause I'm busy kickin' rhymes to the rhythm Fortified with soul 'cause that's what I give 'em Honeys form a line form a line 'cause I always seem to capure Beats made of rupture Rhymes made of rapture Far from illiterate Always seem to get a hit If you try to step to this Don't even consider it Skins when I want 'em But, only when I eat 'em To set the record straight, I'll be damned if eat 'em Call me Pete Rock I make the girls flock And if you want a beat like this, I got them in stock So, flow with the flow Because you know I'm good to go As I proceed to get wreck on your stereo Not an imitator Just a crowd motivator But, it's time to get wreck with the creator Now, C.L. Smooth, cut it up like this (scratching) Now, I'm'a take a try And get a piece of the pie If they give me one sec To get some wreck Never filled with anger A good body banger If you try to step to this you'll get hung on my hanger Before I say good-bye Suckers gave a good try But, point blank you just can't see this My word is beneficial Pete Rock is the issue And I know you know my style is official I might give a scratch (Yes, cousin) Or I might kick a verse (No question) Either one, I can't be seen Honeys call me tall and lean And if you want to stick around I'll show you what I mean Not an imitator Just a crowd motivator But, it's time to get wreck with the creator It's time to get wreck with the creator Get wreck with the creator The creator C.L. Smooth, get busy |
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| 5:30 |
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I want you
I need you My soul is weak for you And im trying to seek you seek you, seek you, Chorus (Cause) I'm ALL SOULED OUT and i say this without a doubt You picked me up from the road you have a soul of gold ALL SOULED OUT, its just the way I feel but give me time, and let me be, and I will heal..... The Ocean bows to the palm trees, like I bow to you There ain't nothing like singin out your soul When the mist has cleared,and its all your goal but, don't let me be the last to know when, its over, over, over...........for your SOUL. Chorus Seeking rhythem on the shore but my soul is already torn Ive bled like ive battled with a thorn Seeking MY, seking YOUR SOUL and after all this....... Chorus |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool Male or female you want to be set In the big mansion drinking Moet You read the Wall Street Journal Later for the comic Far from dumb because you practice logic You lived poor in the ghetto Never had the money easily But you found the remedy So you your girl and your kids could have a better opportunity And teach them all about unity Cultivating in the brains the words of Allah the master And they go far But, you still go visit your old stomping ground Indeed to help another that's down A tough situation cuts like a knife In search of the good life From the church, the home, on down to the prison People want to know how is he and she living Does he work? Do you wonder if his life will bloom? Is the girl going to have the kid anytime soon? How's the mother? Do they ever go visit the brother? What about the dad? I heard he drinks undercover Some are still shooting up, another on crack Just the other day trooper got sent back What type of life do you lead? Tell me 'Cause you can be anything you want to be Some will strive for the good life in any case The mind is a terrible thing to waste On drugs, violence, and hatred of another color Hear me now, brother All around the world the husband and wife Work night and day in search of the good life The G double O-D L-I-F-E Living in luxury Care free Period No time to waste We catch ours all day We work instead of play I B-U-I-L-D inside me Knowledge and quickly you vacate the city From a paranoid mental delusion Plain and simple I won't cause confusion Yo, that's your fault Stop the somersault 'Cause I put the bad like mo to a halt My destiny I define is heavenly So, Fort Knox, open sesame Light shines and the birds keep singing As I still cling to my positive upbringing With the need to succeed, right? On a natural high The good life |
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