Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All I Know, artist - DJ Jazzy Jeff.
Date of issue: 15.02.2022
Song language: English
All I Know |
Uh-huh |
Yeah |
I make it move like I wanna move with them horns |
Let 'em play with them strings, while I spit the life of kings |
Put a could in it, stood with it, we at it |
Dudes that was meant to have it, fans wanna reach out and grab it |
I’m just an ordinary man, with an unordinary lifestyle |
Seen early, I would live as a child |
I was conceived a mistake, but through God is really all it take |
For me to be born and make the Earth shake |
This was raised from the bottom, so before them plainclothes got 'em |
Soak up the four square miles to pop 'em |
It’s me in the flesh, here to put the rumors to rest |
And let you celebrate hip hop’s best |
From the womb to the tomb, hit the game real soon |
With a tune that’s gon' take son, straight to the moon |
Ta-dow, see it’s my turn now |
All competitors bow, all you sayin' is, «Wow» |
All I know, is the way it gotta go |
And everything it take to hold me down |
All I see, is the way it gotta be |
If you came to see me hit the town |
This is my vibe, the way I survive |
And peoples can’t play me out of bounds |
Here’s my point, on a Jazzy Jeff joint |
Is why C.L. |
can wear the crown |
When you think about the pedigree, to own the whole catalog |
All I’m sayin' is, don’t sleep on me dawg |
I really waked them streets there, schooled them young wolves |
C.L. |
will slay anything in his way |
Okay it’s all about the aura I project, that ultimate connect |
And how you see me as a man of respect, right? |
So it’s like a mutual agreement, all your feed is in the cement |
Learn the rules, let you earn your pay sure |
Nosy then you think of what it cost me |
To how the world forced me to kill 'em softly, baby |
How the music sound from the basement, and how the work bless me |
Who let you see the fame don’t impress me, dig it? |
Why it’s cut from a different cloth, blood to set it off |
Keep a real nice piece in a loft, easy |
Anytime you can hold ya head, then you can hold some bread |
And relate to what C.L. |
said, yes… |
All I know, is the way it gotta go |
And everything it take to hold me down |
All I see, is the way it gotta be |
If you came to see me hit the town |
This is my vibe, the way I survive |
And peoples can’t play me out of bounds |
Here’s my point, on a Jazzy Jeff joint |
Is why C.L. |
can wear the crown |
It’s Jazzy Jeff on the turntables, C.L. |
on the M-I-C |
Philly on up to the N.Y.C |
And breakdances, God, tags in the trainyard |
Wild style fat laced, thugs locked up |
From a 1980's case, goons with them grown kids |
Used to them long bids, meet you on the dance floor |
Slash the visit did, a lot from the rep to |
And see it all makes sense, if I’m the king |
Then that should make you the fresh prince |
Send for the driver, you lookin' at the real soul survivor |
Like my man, J. Period mixtape, the Man on Fire |
Featurin' the guest that Jeff host |
You marvel at the up close and personal, meetin' of the minds |
You should read the signs, this is what reclines |
The thoughts in my lazy boy, fit like a hand and glove |
From the city of brotherly love |
All I know, is the way it gotta go |
And everything it take to hold me down |
All I see, is the way it gotta be |
If you came to see me hit the town |
This is my vibe, the way I survive |
And peoples can’t play me out of bounds |
Here’s my point, on a Jazzy Jeff joint |
Is why C.L. |
can wear the crown |