Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Labyrinth (Frankie Beverly), artist - Masta Ace. Album song The Falling Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.05.2016
Record label: HHV
Song language: English
Labyrinth (Frankie Beverly) |
| Eh yo, I got to watch my back as I travel through |
| Rockaway and Livonia, Picken Avenue |
| Belmont, New Lot, Stone and Saratoga |
| I just wanna slice the piece and maybe have a soda |
| But if I try to rock this leather and this nameplate |
| Like my man Nate I can meet the same fate |
| He in the wheelchair, knife in the spine man |
| My friends like: «yo come on, we’ll be fine man» |
| But see this black suede Puma’s with the gold stripe |
| Are hot of the press and yes it’s a cold night |
| The type of night when all coasts seem suspicious |
| I know we ain’t no bitches but these streets are vicious |
| Bus stops, alleyways and them side blocks |
| It’s the few spots you can wind up in a pine box |
| Last car of the A train, it ain’t sane |
| Play around, you lay around in great pain |
| And now the kid ensure like weight gains |
| Tell me why would you wanna die for a fake chain? |
| Shit, why you wanna die for a real one? |
| Cause real bullets they kill when they fly from a real gun |
| Man I’m a err on the side of caution |
| Because this stuff my moms bought was a small fortune |
| For this great advice you gone thank me thoroughly |
| Labyrinth, caught in this maze, Frankie Beverly |
| Fire burning |
| Hot all over them streets |
| And this world is falling |
| Because they don’t care about me |
| And we, humanity |
| We must fight |
| Fight for the sake of life |
| Fight for the sake of our children |
| Being I’m a only child and moms keeps a steady job |
| I stay fresh to death and yes they ready to rob |
| These suede Wallabees got 'em on the cheap friend |
| And my sheepskin same color as a wheat thin |
| These Cazal frames really are a rare color |
| But I’m not ready to die like hair color |
| All I want to do is impress the ladies |
| Cause this be the eighties and it’s wild over here brother |
| Walk lightly or end up in a fight see |
| Unless you wanna lose that there, hold it tightly |
| Since grade school, been fresh from the start dawg |
| And that makes me a target like a dartboard |
| So I gotta stay on point like church shoes |
| And the first rule’s watch out for the worst dudes |
| One false move and moms have to bury me |
| Try to make it through this maze, Frankie Beverly |
| Universal ghetto survivors |
| I first learned what a labyrinth is |
| In AP class with all the talented kids |
| This game had a ball and your goal was to get it home |
| And if it fell in the hole, then you did it wrong |
| Man, my hood be sort of the same |
| You can get robbed in the bus, on court or the train |
| Yup, I’m already stressed, please don’t worry me |
| Labyrinth, this here maze, Frankie Beverly |
| Fire burning |
| Hot all over them streets |
| And this world is falling |
| Because they don’t care about me |
| And we, humanity |
| We must fight |
| Fight for the sake of life |
| Fight for the sake of our children |
| Uh, a dollar short of having a dollar |
| Being broke in the hood is a curse |
| Hit the Ave, you know how to fix it |
| I know it’s bad but could have get worse |
| I see these kids, they might wanna jump me |
| But I’m not gonna show 'em I’m scared |
| I just know I’mma find me a way out |
| They gonna know I was here |