that count slackness Pete Rock's sounds of blackness The dark guages the flavor I supply Now it's do or die, others are rolling the chocolate thai I
[Pete Rock] Check it out, Lots of Lovin, Pete Rock, CL Smooth, on the remix tip Check it out, come on [CL Smooth] What makes the world go round in your
big, and let out ya asshole Gun smoke when the hood is broke and need the riches Cause all this nigga want is more dough and more bitches [Verse 6: Pete Rock
s see what's next on the menu!" [Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps verse one] [Pete Rock] Uhh.. uh-huh.. Pete Rock.. uh-huh.. One
are open and closed shows So never doze attention, the Mecca's representing The uptown jazz sound and the chicks start mingling Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton Pete Rock
The warning five, generate pies, niggaz will die Trap the lost souls in the game that we specialize [Pete Rock cuts and scratches x2] [KRS] "Pete Rock
, the masters My crew havin' business, save, put it in through my office The security is tight and the secretary is gorgeous That's official, me and Pete
Top work by the inch, I bag it, it's gone Ask Quik, we rock more than microphones Some niggaz ball, some niggaz do what we do And other niggaz sing for
my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other niggaz
silver miner Name of hard rock pete Had his house built on a slope They say one of his legs Lived in calico Ther's a rumour going round That the other
really, give the drummer some Uhh Touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby) Yeah, ch-chi-uh, uh-ch-ch-uh, un-breakable Rock
up Yeaaaah, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye
problem is a foolish goal And when the opposition's Abstract, bless your soul They are the reason MCs but none on the level Other you're the vocalist,
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
go Straight to the dance floor Put your hands up and Put this rock up and party like it ain't no thang No, no There ain't no other place that could
is a Taurus the bull I drink old English, and I do get full If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap 'Cause other M C's can't rock like that My music
, deny their ruin. Watch them try. The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes. Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows. Other
out Keep it dirty like pigpen, voice in the warrior's head Like [Incomprehensible] Clocking like Big Ben, old school slang Still find a way to innovate Pete Rock
