Check check one two on the boom shot Here's the one on the gun in the street
spot Little boyz in the hood far from L A. Got the heat on the street Now
they're ready to play Got the look of a crook Now they got the prop Gassed
up head full of lead Might even drop a cop Or not, who knows, it could
go any way But fun with a gun the games children play Why did someone have
to be the victim Of a stupid game you shouldn't be playing Don't you know
that guns aren't for children I tried to tell you but you didn't listen
The second verse skit is on the hearse tip Young fingers on triggers and
bodies gonna get hit Lick fe shot's that go bang in the night Just that
quick you know he lost his life Such a shame that the game Had to end like
that Body dies mama cries When the hammer cracks I know you didn't mean
it The damage is done It's what you get Playing with gun, son Bulletproof
- it's a shame Bulletproof - and you know the game One mistake, a lifetime
of pain Hell your cell yourself to blame Bulletproof - no you ain't Bulletproof
- and nobody is A gun ain't a toy, toys are for kids Click-clack-pop-pow
look what you did
2: ISMS
You come on over right through my front door Strapped with all your baggage
What you bringin' that for Don't want no disrespect cuz we all know the
score But you need to put time in At the common sense store Yes yes y all
you're brain washed all in your head Let's make one thing crystal clear
We don't want no ism here How you say you hate me and you're not ashamed
It's just insecurity that's causing you pain Well if you can't get past
that we are not the same Then realize that ism is a part of the blame Racism
- we don't want it here Sexism - we don't need it here Fascism - we don't
want it here Keep that ism out of my ear Terrorism - we don't want it here
Leftism - we don't need it here Fakeism - we don't want it here We don't
want it we don't need it
3: Hi-Lo
It's not about a revelation It's not about some religion It's not about
a house of worship It's about our redemption We have to make it work We've
got to live, give, don't trip Why do you ask what I believe in When we
both know that you don't care If heaven's high Then hell is low How do
we know Where we all go It's not about sectarianism It's not about superstition
It's not about what you believe in It's about our salvation Don't ask why
I don't know I'm just trying To save my soul
4: Rocky
You're just like the kid next door Still too young and immature You always
seem to hang around When you're not wanted you're always found Why do you
embarrass me So everyone can see Us duke it out on live TV Hey Rocky I
hate to say I wish you would just go away Don't come back another day OK
What did you come here for Don't wanna be insecure It's about time that
you went home So go away leave me alone (Lead vocals by Dave) Step Right
In Clap your hands Stop your feet Dog Eat Dog said to step right in Dog
Eat Dog said to step right out Tell me son what the fuck is life about
We search this whole world for love, peace & harmony But all we found
was hate, deceit & jealousy Dog Eat Dog so come and check the dialogue
Get your brain out of the fog Vinny Barbarino represent the Sweathogs All
Boro Kings Roadrunner catalog You could run but you can't get far No matter
where you at, that's where you are No matter where you from Don't matter
what you do We got the bangin' beats & you can all get some It's like
a rabid dog infecting you Explosion I'm moving like motion I'm gigantic
I m deep as the Atlantic Ocean Feel the force I strike with the iron cross
You're the face of the pale horse True indeed we plant the seed to infiltrate
the Whole world community We're taking no slack it's an all out attack
Cuz this time the RZA let us hook the track Word to god together on a mission
so guard your Tape deck were converting stereos Ded and the RZArecta tell
you one more time boy Protect your neck
5: Rise Above
Rise above You can rise above With a little bit of love Life has taught
me one thing How it is I wanna live Love has shown another light Gave me,
something to believe in There is love hate, birth and death For us all
In these pits do not fall Rise above Detachment from the body's needs Cannot
live my life in fear From my mind I must be free Free at last I see so
clearly There is wealth, loss, pleasure, pain In this world So you know
This will go Quick as it comes And like the smoke we rise You better open
your eyes Cuz your soul can't hide behind the lies Open up and breathe
You gotta plant the seed Check the flow of the breath over reed
6: Games
Standing up at the plate Waiting on my date I was starin' to worry She
was a halt-hour late My team don't like it When I delay the game But they
know I'm crowned The girls on the rebound Life is like a stadium at night
Crowd cheers jeers Drama spot lights The public know us Maybe they don't
But now I m gonna show 'em What the cameras won't Time is running out for
you and me What's it all about ? When I was a kid I went down to the minors
For stealing a base They gave me a shiner Sat me on the bench 'til I learned
my lesson Little older, wiser And a little less aggressive At the age of
17 I got back on the team Like a quarterback sneak Every kid's dream Never
far from home Always in the zone Home or away In ballparks and domes C'mon
and play these games today Who wants to play these games today I'm gonna
play these games today We gotta play Play games Oh yeah ! The games we
play We play games I've seen the bad calls Injuries and penalties But I
keep ducking All the block's with ease Big game exposure All star composure
You asked me to prove my skills Then I showed ya The clock ticks down To
the year 2000 I went for the gold And I damn near found it To those who
told I would never succeed It's first and goal and I m the M.V.P
7: Getting Live
I'm hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler Burning trees on the run from
the smokies like a dealer A master MC on the CB kid nappin your ears G
But you can't even see me I'm breakin up all you good ol' guys And I'm
collecting mad props At truck stops from all your wives I keep it live
with word manipulation Its the Dog Eat Dog roguish armament invasion All
across the nation and around the world People are getting live, yeah they
know the time We won't stop and we won't quit And all you truckers gotta
deal with it We don't care we got the right Stupid gear jammin we're getting
live Breaka breaka 1-9 it's live and direct The I double L captain of the
armament The FCC's been looking for me This is my radio these are my channels
125 channels Testing We're going down in the live annals ancient ones The
handle I burns the candle at both ends it's live my son Raw like sewage
world wide is how we do this Keeps it true to the music so you can move
kid
8: Buggin'
Maybe I fly too much Maybe you're high too much I don't know, but I know
That I'm buggin' Maybe I think too much Think maybe you're out of touch
I don't know, but I know That I'm buggin' On and on and on it goes Where
it stops nobody knows Round and round and round again It feels like this
will never end Maybe I bitch too much Shut the fzzuck up I don't know,
but I know That I'm bugging Maybe I smoke too much Please put out that
butt I don't know, but I know That I'm bugging I'm buggin'
9: Numb
Could I fly around the world If my wings were really broke And see so clearly
Drowning in grey smoke I've got to stay quiet But there's so much to say
If I could feel my arms I'd push it all away I know there is a future And
the best is still to come When all I have are feelings Why am I always...
Wishing that a moment Was really like an hour The every penny that I earn
Could balance out the dollar Something that's spent on patience Would make
me patron saint You know I might be ordained today I guess I'll have to
wait Hurry up and wait Gotta break it out Gonna turn the lights on See
what's there for me Take a look around With an open shutter There's a world
to see
10: Sore Loser
You tried out for the high school team So you would have some childhood
dreams That you and your father could share Football coach said you're
too small Don't even think of basketball You knew you were destined to
fail Went to the track meet You wanna be an athlete (sore loser) Get back
in your seat they said Go to the dugout Three strikes you stuck out (sore
loser) And home runs flew over your head Looking down on rock n' roll And
you dreamed of scoring goals You're saving those dreams for your bed Thought
it was cool to be a jock You ended up a rent-a-cop A dozen donuts in your
hand You're a loser A sore loser Now it seems the tables turned The game
of life you should have learned So try using some of your brains All your
high school friends are stars Driving really fancy cars The irony drives
you insane
