I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one Here we go again "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" Livin in the city, the crack the mack and all that Easy does it, is it was it The black or white that Friday night In those racist places, let's get it right Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um When the city gonna fix where the BLACKS are from And every day around the way another one got Bucked in his head, from a gunshot No chance in advance for the ambulance Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock In the metropolis there's no stoppin this Can't agree with society poppin this Disagree with the plea when they coppin it Some men pretend the end will come soon They gather what they can and them boom You played yourself, you made your wealth The deal was dealt - now your health is in question Three card Molly, hoodlums, who are we? Pollution, prostitution, In God we - Need a solution, revolution, substitution For the thing's that we're abusing Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat There's no progress for the rest God bless for less "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" What it is? What's it all about? Whassup G? What it be? How you livin homeless probably Mandela's free And they're rollin with D In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me The Berlin Wall It all had to fall They said no but "Yo, Yes y'all!" The people that spoke were never provoked And now it's tumblin down Freedom of speech for each Now how that sound? Try to stop me from sayin what I want to say My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day Now here we go, as I flow and show and kick Infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation And be a seer cause I'm reason with Run And now that the point is out Let the jam slam my man and tell me What's it all about? "What's it all about?" "What's it all about?" I flex my muscle, what I must do Is bumrush you, fuck you, I'll crush you The Ku Klux Klan is fucked up And every good man'll understand Beginnin and winnin, from the first fuckin vocal I spoke to you, I ain't no joke to you I do what I want to do If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then fuck you What I do and what I done with Jay and Run None could ever become, to sum it up bum Get off my dick and out my kingdom Yo, yo D tell em where you're from Straight from Hollis, Queens I'm still eatin collard greens and I'm doin the same things I ain't never goin out suckers Punk motherfuckers What's it all about? © RUSHGROOVE MUSIC; RABASSE MUSIC LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com