Lyrics:
(lyrics by M.C. Hammer; transcribed by Tone-C)
We are hittin' hard in Oakland
Word!
We are hittin' hard in L.A.
Word!
Cleveland, Chicago & Yo-town is
down
Where they die by this tattoo, I rep nine so whats up now?
Its that reckless generation, EST my nation
Motherfuck your time you taking, you
heard they popping gums, JM breaking jaws
Word is bond, I ain't talking James, I ball like Lebron
Shake them off, shake them, shake them off
Shake them,
the wall, watch 'em fall,
Now dog who ya gonna call?
Puttin' niggas in the coffin where they probably better off
And Leather face is not a punk bitch so
is, same story different version
On that gospel, life is hostile
Kinda like breaking bottles, your faith can topple
Just a bunch of little kids fighting
in the basement with Sadat
And we discussin' your demise, know it's gonna come
Sure as the sun's gonna rise, send me the drum
And Serge is
check your appearance at
And cats who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at
The stomping grounds, where you find a pound smoke is that
Be blazing John
he wanna be worshipped, chisel his name on a tombstone in cursive
Is it your purpose? If I did this on purpose
Don't be misled by my surface
Did you
faith alive 'til love is found
Now ask yourself
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Father, Father,
on my neck but I'm wealthier than you niggas think,
I turned mud to gold by mixing hustle with my faith,
When you speak on me, let ‘em know a nigga up,
was no ice age here
So you are richer and your mouth is stuffed with lotuses
Once you would beheaded for that
The old scrub, remnants of a frontier
the evening
Shit, I got Lebron James
Moving back to Cleveland
I could get the housewives
To all stop gossiping
And get the Taliban starting
All girls colleges
alright. It's alright
It's gonna be okay
Don't trip off yesterday
Baby the loves the same
Honestly I put you through a lot
But In your heart is where I
James Wiseman
I got the white shooter, shootin' three he feels like Cedi Osman
…
Man we bout to take over
Three cleveland niggas on the track we got
where the train goes slow
If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith
I know you can be cared for and I know you can be safe
where the train goes slow
If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith
I know you can be cared for and I know you can be safe
faith alive 'til love is found
Now ask yourself
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Father, Father,
is pound cake from the dog pound where the dogs salivate
Better know your place 'fore you hate
Treat love like a gate 'cause the hate is infectious
How
road by myself
The battles carry on
For all the times I've been at war in my head Just thinking where I went wrong
Now I could care less, truthfully
to the club and tear it up
Like we won. How?
By being great
Make no mistakes
Know your place
Do what it takes
Raise ya stakes
And watch em pay
Use to be down
Act of 1979
as being too hot to wear tight sweaters on international airspace
In this world of tension pressure and pain
she is known by men
Nations Security Act of 1979
As being too hot to wear tight sweaters on international airspace
In this world of tension pressure and pain
She is known by
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
off going out for these hoes
Trick tellin' you what the fuck she gonna do
I keep on tryin' to tell you these hoes got game to
So where's your mack
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