Текст песни Pete Rock - Soul Survivor, слова песни Pete Rock

Текст песни Pete Rock - Soul Survivor

Pete Rock - Soul Survivor слова песни

I travel the land with the SP in my handRock from New York, London and JapanIt`s time to take command expand to higher landsP.H. the next man not in da plansI`m dead serious like as in response I hit niggaz in the headP.R. the thoroughbred comes through intellectualI rap lyrical, always on da humble and sometimes I`m spiritualHands down accept any mans challengeI strive and keep the competition off balanceDa fruits of my talent is this it`s simpleI drop science on the instrumentalI take seven ill drums put `em in a lineAnd add seven more snares to make it combineIt`ll take seven more horns before I start to rhymeNow that twenty-one beats made up at the same timeI was bound ta shine haters get left behindAin`t no time for them, stamp my name on rapPerhaps you hear da words from pay next sequelPart two something for tha peopleI`m still number oneNow I appear return ten years the pioneerDeliver action thrillers that explode in ya earCompensate for all the ups and downs in my careerStop the small talk my focus remains clearShould have won a nobel prize for thoughts and ideasCritcally acclaimed while some of y`all cats in tha game for fameFame lives in my name Pete Rock it`s simple and plainCheck it simply stressing it soon to start chin checking kidsGod protected, so I`m selected to orchestrate the next greatAnd create, contemplate the world`s fate P.R. the heavyweightPut these thoughts in ya mind while we on the topicYou can tell I`m still on it by the way I rock itFull swing introduce the ninety-eight productNiggaz talk the gossip but they ain`t got shitI`m number oneThis goes out to deejays and emceesUnlock real hip-hop, Rock holds the keyMagnificient ya style is irrelaventI`ll flip the bass and erase any trace of sample evidenceTrust a few men within this circle of thievesSingle out the enemy with easeEarned every stripe on my sleeveThe five star general keep it moving ya rap needs improvementSo here`s a lesson ta learn, lyrics under fire burn third degreeAnd my steez is making hot tracks for G`sWorld famous, salute my capabilities with 21 guns and ammunitionThe SP runs 91 rounds precision on target with this rap bulletFirst string team in positionThe medal of honor hanging from my neck swingingI`m still number one

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Soul Survivor

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