Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All You've Got, artist - Katalyst. Album song What's Happening, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.04.2008
Record label: Invada
Song language: English
All You've Got |
So here we go again, keepin' it movin', provin' my point |
I’ve got to make it happen, slick with the patterns and flows |
No matter what they’re sayin' or playin' on radio |
My name is here to stay, leadin' the way |
Like matchin' dominoes, keeps me on my toes |
Rather be feeling than killin' the soul off |
I’m willing, not old enough to fold it up |
Hold it up to the top of the tip top |
Cream of the crop, beaming it up, steamin' it up |
Free it up for the talented ones |
Struggling hustling with lower funds |
Some even resortin' to guns |
For my people overseas, my people at home |
In the AUS no time for second guessin' |
Or playin' it too safe in this here place |
Take a risk open up your mind, don’t stagnate |
'Cause some of them that they rate |
Don’t sound that great, kinda hard to tolerate |
When they don’t appreciate good talent |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know you can’t refuse it |
You’ve got to choose it |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know when to use it |
Come on just abuse it |
Okay, okay, excuse me, excuse me |
Big fella coming through |
People await for the great bull at the gate |
Kicking back dirt, steaming the nose, pulling a face |
The music monster constantly stomping beats |
Like Ez’s two feet on them Compton streets |
Or like Big L’s on the corner of Harlem man |
My two feet creep like the borders of parliament |
My new weapon of choice is a Molotov |
Kept in the boys backpack so you got no knowledge of it |
Torn cloth or a lit, as soon as it gets lit, it’s like oh shit |
Clear the streets the schools and the markets |
Empty your mouth quickly like a mini bar fridge |
Any artist can be targets, the bigger you think you are |
The bigger the sky gets, Lord, you can’t afford to ease off |
You need to be feeling this music like you’re feeling these nuts |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know you can’t refuse it |
You’ve got to choose it |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know when to use it |
Come on just abuse it |
Yungun, yo listen |
Now I don’t carry guns but I stick to them |
I’m trying to step out of the bounds that I live in |
And reach out to the millions and thousands of citizens |
Across the world but there’s barriers and I’m sick of them |
Same songs but different people singin' them |
A lot of minions just taking what they’re given |
And eat whatever’s on the plates that are dishin' them |
As long as they’re served up with faces that fit with them |
Ninety percent will stay in ambivalence |
What about the ten percent that remain well less interested? |
Half will judge you before they’ve even listened |
And you know what they say about arseholes and opinions |
What’s that? |
A lot of the former got the latter |
Me, I don’t follow the format of a rapper |
But forget the image and the place that I live in |
And listen to the music 'cause that all that really matters |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know you can’t refuse it |
You’ve got to choose it |
All you’ve got to do is |
Just feel the music |
You know when to use it |
Come on just abuse it |