[00:00.00] Intro:{sample from movie}[00:00.63]Most persons never have a chance to get into a recording studio[00:03.27]Never get to see or hear a record being made[00:05.40]And only experience the finished product[00:07.89]Until now, you had no way of learning[00:09.39]Of the anormous complexity of the recording process[00:11.85]And this limits appreciation of music[00:14.25]We can't hope to explain all the complexity[00:16.11]But we hope to give you some insight[00:19.02]For the musical forces at work[00:46.35]And have a good time in the process[00:49.98]Chorus 2x: lil dap[00:53.52]Run for you life, if your life you live[00:56.31]Live behind the gun, and this is what you get[00:58.77]Two slugs to the head, and you're dead and gone[01:01.86]Listen to the word, that's how word is bond[01:04.05]{agallah}[01:04.26]Word is on the corner of gas & the plate[01:06.33]The don who got laced up by mistake[01:07.92]Time flies yo we chillin at his wake[01:10.20]Sittin up, suing down and **** feel type fake[01:12.72]Nice '88 black is held down with the white face[01:15.60]The way **** was going, couldn't wrote out his will[01:18.09]Hear them be sneaking upon ******, cuz he love to kill[01:21.09]Met war, slouching cars, to send you bon voyage[01:23.91]One fourth of tears pullin out from the eyes of your mom[01:26.85]The rise of your life is on, negative or positive[01:29.52]You trying to live right or wrong, something just got to give[01:32.10]Even if you got a bm, it's the walk of dead, everytime you seen him[01:47.52]Prisoners walk, always try to go for freedom[01:52.32]Year two thou, back space, ****** delete them[01:56.55]Praying god, everytime we eatin[02:02.04]Chorus 2x[02:03.24]{lil dap }[02:05.10]My dreams to walk the streets open hearted with my peeps[02:08.04]Sweet game upon knowledge, sometime we feel like scholars[02:10.86]More power to devour all these fake mc's[02:13.65]Uncle tom brought the playa hating jellin on me[02:16.32]So we jellin to our music, cuz that's all we know[02:19.14]Break it down to the ghetto, with that ill ass flow[02:22.14]Walkin days or nights, business sights and fights[02:25.05]Bodies and souls are gettin picken all night[02:27.30]Indeed yo, in the streets this is what you see[02:30.21]Try to speak the forth, but no one understands me[02:33.00]Moms please listen to me, turning dust into black[02:35.79]Running straight for my life, and there's no turning back[02:38.37]Chorus 2x[02:41.85]{blackadon}[03:00.51]Yo were i'm from eny, where there at? brooklyn[03:03.66]Got heads turning, from cali to fort ten[03:06.45]I've been in the mix since before '86, and while you sucking ****[03:10.56]I'm strickly gettin biz[03:12.03]You know who it is, when you from brooklyn[03:14.88]Every borough scared of them crook kids[03:17.55]And don't wonder why, just please come thru[03:20.10]With your 10 karat ice, and see what we do[03:22.80]It ain't nuthin new, just the same old thing[03:25.80]Will snatch your chain, invect your brain[03:28.53]That was my frame of mind, when i think way back[03:31.35]The only thing to say was, my name was k slack[03:34.17]To overgate my sins, so i can be born again[03:36.99]Still livin the brooklyn rasta farayan[03:39.72]You listen to my words, and you will be born[03:42.51]A life filled, a child worn[03:48.81]Chorus 2x