Salt N Pepa F/ Styowlz lyrics
Salt N Pepa F/ Styowlz lyrics
"Heaven N' Hell Lyrics"
CHORUS
Children play women produce
Kids killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the truth
But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth
In this edition of the story no need to bore me
It can't do nothin' for me even Denzel Washington couldn't find any glory
In the overcrowded streets of the city
I know it's shitty but I can do without the pity
(Baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
Trix are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit
(Well) He's standin' on a corner with his system pumpin' loud
Next him goin' off, scream in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken glass
Brothers like to wear their pants fallin' off their ass
Girls to
Concrete Lyrics
[Intro] A the gal them international dj comin' Through, so yow! Respect due all the man Them inna the street but the gal inna me fleet [Chorus] Woman you physique concrete Can't delete you fat Because you buff up complete 24 hours seven days of the week Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker Move 'pon you feet [X2] [Verse 1] Well I got to give thanks and praises Fel the gal them F
day don't wear no bras[Intro] A the gal them international dj comin' Through, so yow! Respect due all the man Them inna the street but the gal inna me fleet [Chorus] Woman you physique concrete Can't delete you fat Because you buff up complete 24 hours seven days of the week Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker Move 'pon you feet [X2] [Verse 1] Well I got to give thanks and praises Fel the gal them F
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of mace
And she'll stick a .45 in your face
So come and meet my man Brett (Yo, what up, Brett?)
He's smokin', but it's not a cigarette (Speak on it, Pep)
I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick and tired (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that they got one of 'em
It was a drug bust, but something's weird
(Well, what's the matter, Spinderella?)
The way half a million disappeared
CHORUS
Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth
Who gives a damn about me?
(Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, little old me<
Home Lyrics
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright And we? been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it? warming fire CHORUS And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it? own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still The people I've seen They come in
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Traveling at night, the headlights were bright And we? been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it? warming fire CHORUS And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it? own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still The people I've seen They come in
Me, myself, and I
Live or die, laugh or cry
I'm all that I got, Pops, and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, tell 'em
They may be hard of hearing
So keep yellin' at the top of your lungs
Now everybody's got guns
They wanna be hard rocks and not be a fool
That buys a history book
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my hits
And that two-fifth click to my tits
And Playgirl's gonna rip, and I'm-a have to rip shit
Ah, go for yours cuz you gotta
In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama
She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith and Wesson will answer
Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth
Well everybody be damned, her father's
I Got Nothing Lyrics
I got nothing There's no sense in looking back All my yesterdays went up in flames Now i'm gonna Just forget what's in the past I don't even recognize their names Two undiscarded lives, a simple proposition Everyday a little pain Survival's up to me, since every time i Open my eyes the world remains I got nothing (got nothing) Too bad (too bad) But i'm happy cause that's all i have (that's all i have) I got nothing (got
in jailI got nothing There's no sense in looking back All my yesterdays went up in flames Now i'm gonna Just forget what's in the past I don't even recognize their names Two undiscarded lives, a simple proposition Everyday a little pain Survival's up to me, since every time i Open my eyes the world remains I got nothing (got nothing) Too bad (too bad) But i'm happy cause that's all i have (that's all i have) I got nothing (got
Sister's on the corner screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' drunk with her uncle
Her brother's sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from the Feds
(The only thing she ever loved was a piece of lead)
And that's a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed
Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
There's good news and bad news, military coups
A rebel with no cause in a pack of fools
I never lived in the slum, never shot a gun
But I'll use one, don't make me use one
CHORUS
Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth
CHORUS (repeat/fade)