Текст (слова) песни: Coolio - On My Way To Harlem

Verse 1:

I know a place where the trees don`t grow
Just another place where niggaz live low
I know a place where life is fucked up
Make a wrong move and your ass get stuck up
Time ain`t nothin but a frame of mind
And life is like a mountain or a steep ass climb
I`ve been lookin for a place to leave
The only free place is inside of me
So let`s take a trip, and you don`t need a grip
But you better be equipped cause it might be some shit
African-American, nothin but a nigga
Had our fingers on the trigger, but I pulled mine quicker
I know a place where there ain`t no calm and
You better stay away if you`re soft like Charmin
South Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and Compton
A nigga on the west coast on his way to Harlem

Verse 2:

Now it`s time to step into the light (Light)
Put up your dukes, there`s gonna be a fight (Fight)
And when it`s time to fight, you better fight right
Cause if it don`t fight right, out goes the light
Take a close look at what I`m freakin on
Niggaz think I`m tweekin, but I`m speakin on
Subject matter, data
Information that I gather
Through my travels
Cause the hardest of the hard, hit hardcore killer
Can`t stop the slug of a nine millimeter
Everybody thinks they know, but they know not
If they haven`t caught a cap on the block *gunshot*
So shine up your boots and pick up the pieces
Grab a fresh pair of khakis with the sharp ass creases
Ring the alarm, here comes the storm
I got a firearm on my way to Harlem

Verse 3:

I know a place where the sun don`t shine
Everybody is a victim of neighborhood crime
I know a place where niggaz walk the line
One false step and they must do time
Since I`m in the same boat
I must stay afloat
And sing every note
From the quotes that they wrote
So, I look into the past and walk the path of the greats
So I wont make the same mistakes that sealed my ancestors fates
If I had to be a slave I`d rather be in my grave
If I get in how many lives could I save?
One, two, three, a hundred, a thousand
My heart is poundin, the devil keeps soundin
But he don`t want my money, he wants my soul
So I reach like a tree, and like a weed I grow
My stomach is full, but my mind is starvin
Rollin in a g ride on my way to Harlem

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Coolio - On My Way To Harlem Verse 1: I know a place where the trees don`t grow Just another place where niggaz live low I know a place where life is fucked up Make a wrong move and your ass get stuck up Time ain`t nothin but a frame of mind And life is like a mountain or a steep ass climb I`ve been lookin for a place to leave The only free place is inside of me So let`s take a trip, and you don`t need a grip But you better be equipped cause it might be some shit African-American, nothin but a nigga Had our fingers on the trigger, but I pulled mine quicker I know a place where there ain`t no calm and You better stay away if you`re soft like Charmin South Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and Compton A nigga on the west coast on his way to Harlem Verse 2: Now it`s time to step into the light (Light) Put up your dukes, there`s gonna be a fight (Fight) And when it`s time to fight, you better fight right Cause if it don`t fight right, out goes the light Take a close look at what I`m freakin on Niggaz think I`m tweekin, but I`m speakin on Subject matter, data Information that I gather Through my travels Cause the hardest of the hard, hit hardcore killer Can`t stop the slug of a nine millimeter Everybody thinks they know, but they know not If they haven`t caught a cap on the block gunshot So shine up your boots and pick up the pieces Grab a fresh pair of khakis with the sharp ass creases Ring the alarm, here comes the storm I got a firearm on my way to Harlem Verse 3: I know a place where the sun don`t shine Everybody is a victim of neighborhood crime I know a place where niggaz walk the line One false step and they must do time Since I`m in the same boat I must stay afloat And sing every note From the quotes that they wrote So, I look into the past and walk the path of the greats So I wont make the same mistakes that sealed my ancestors fates If I had to be a slave I`d rather be in my grave If I get in how many lives could I save? One, two, three, a hundred, a thousand My heart is poundin, the devil keeps soundin But he don`t want my money, he wants my soul So I reach like a tree, and like a weed I grow My stomach is full, but my mind is starvin Rollin in a g ride on my way to Harlem Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни On My Way To Harlem: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/11878.html Все тексты песен: Coolio » Coolio - I`m seein` bodiez in the alley and blood » Coolio - Thought You Knew » Coolio - N Da Closet » Coolio - That`s How It Is » Coolio - Gangsta`s Paradise » Coolio - Its All The Way Live » Coolio - The Winner » Coolio - Smilin` » Coolio - A Thing Goin On » Coolio - One Mo » Coolio - Is This Me » Coolio - Fucc Coolio » Coolio - Intro » Coolio - Hit `em High (The Monstar`s Anthem) » Coolio - That`s How It Is » Coolio - In Tha Beginning...There Was Rap » Coolio - Nature of the Business » Coolio - Let`s Do It » Coolio - I Breaks `em Off » Coolio - Interlude Рекомендуем скачать: » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Собака » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Лоботомия » Геннадий Васильев - Тронулся лед, господа!.. » Геннадий Жуков - Попутчица » Гиви Чрелашвили - Клише » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Государство » Гарин Юрий - Спасательная-воспитательная » Гайк Мкртчян - Когда обиды и невзгоды... » Гости из Будущего - Зима в сердце » Григорий Дикштейн - Юбилейная » Григорий Данской - Письма » Галина Брусницына - 8 Марта 1988г. » Гиви Чрелашвили - Москва и Ленинград... » Гайк Мкртчян - В нашем ущелье... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пуля виноватого найдет » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - А у мира час до полночи » Геннадий Чугуев - Просто им нет предела... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Как сметана » Геннадий Васильев - От весны, мой друг, не скрыться, как ни бейся... » Григорий Данской - Сонет
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