Fordítás: Rock, Pete. Szánjon rá időt.
and Carl McIntosh] Take your time walk the line just a matter of time Take your time walk the line just a matter of time Take your time walk the line
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
and raw For you and your-your, for you and your You got the C to the, huh - cold-blooded Ain't it - huh, c'mon - hard-core We take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
in love, with your ho Lesson 2 tells you to do only one thing Act cool Lesson 3 Don't be a trick if she's poor, if she's rich If your game is soft or
Can?t feel me, if I was crack you?d try to steal me Heard you, and your little crew, wanna peel me Keep your hands on your hood, you get got The Green
on you attorney's all gonna turn it to To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to
[Showbiz] Yeah, it's time to silence the lambs. Let niggas know what time it is on the real tip, know what I'm saying? Showbiz & A.G. killing all the
'm in love with your state of mind 'Cause you a favorite of mine And I know you on your grind I don't want to waste your time But baby, won't you stay
, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga! Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in, yo Tell your crew
more worthwhile, worthwhile, worthwhile You ever watch a whole day wash away like your Very last match that got wet the second you struck it Well, go ahead, relieve your
and raw For you and your your, for you and your You got the C to the, huh cold blooded Ain't it huh, c'mon hard core We take it higher Yo, yo My little
I'm saying, so what we're gonna do Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man DJ Pete Rock, prducer extrodinaire, yo Pete Rock Make it clear I
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock
start cause it's time to raise hell Bam is right beside me, people rushin the door Charlie Mack in the back, [Name] on the dancefloor Now it's time for
the use of a gun, yeah Talkin about the way I rock a party Niggaz must be thinkin that I'm high, or drunk on Bacardi I be hippin and hoppin, rockin and
of Hits, we work it out And when it's time to work it out We take 'em straight down to the house And blow some, that jingle-jang, jingle Yeah, chief rocker
