Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anything Is Everything, artist - The Dynospectrum.
Date of issue: 12.10.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Anything Is Everything |
Cat don’t be tripping |
Because that’s the way you wanted it |
That’s the way you got it |
That’s the way it’s gonna be |
That’s just the way it is |
Word is bond |
When shots get fired I’m the first to respond |
And if niggas don’t correspond, to the same logical shit I’m on |
They get dragged from Queens to Lafond to Haggard back to Plymouth |
See that rapper? |
Him a myth, soon as he opens his mouth, gimmick |
Let’s chop him up |
Place him in the frozen section at Symick’s |
So when someone sees part of his face |
When they shopping they can go cynic |
I bring heart up in the place to keep shit popping, ain’t no limits |
Plus I swing from the start in this race, I’ll beat you to the finish |
I drove to Venice, L.A., San Francisco and back to Chicago |
Ask about if niggas don’t give me shit where ever I go |
You can not throw blows at my direction without me flexing |
So either shoot me |
Or hit me with your Lexus at the intersection |
Offense Defense Pretense |
Picture holy scriptures travel brochures The Cuban Connect' |
Plus New York to your research to knowledge evident without being there |
I told the devil I was the master black he disappeared |
Existence do get twisted by the view of visualizing |
Brain tumor penetrating your mental state and sooner then |
Man woman and child collapse back providing time gaps |
Creation was partaken |
Leaving your soul shaken |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
A fist full of quarters leads to disqualification |
But a fist full of dollars be the shit that’s running the nation |
My name has been connect with the underground heads |
The movements and the unknown rebels that dwell there |
And up stairs we got brothers on the Play Station |
Destruction Derby 2 is cool but I prefer the Raiden |
When the beat’s bass hit and the vibe is created |
I stick it into brothers as the liquid leave them sedated |
What the fuck you saying? |
Man you trying to intercept |
Better stamp on your check by the brothers up in the stands |
Pass through the jungle and come dwell amongst the tribe |
Enter the ciph' and get to meet General Woundwart live |
I discovered ill recipes without the ride on Ecstasy |
Fantasizing I’d have three wives sleeping next to me |
Eventually, organize the equity |
Get the homestead steady |
Credit to trust in me, some partial child custody |
It beckons me |
Keeps testing me |
I strangle the jeopardy driven snakes that bathe in the leprosy |
Heavily weighed in |
Dumbfounded by the destiny |
I’m trying to surround my life, with factors that’s fresh to me |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
It takes a certain type of power to lead people into light |
And that same power used negatively could lead 'em to fight |
So let’s use it right to avoid losing another life |
Humans is supposed to be tight |
Let’s unite and go cruising tonight |
This one goes out to all my cats and peeps |
Who have to use gats for heat |
Others bust they caps on sheets |
Or rap to compete |
And try to be street corner performers |
Lack a little bit on free’s then practice when it gets warmer |
I’ll ask a former band mate if he can relate |
To the sure-shot, 100% pure pop in a pipe that rotates |
I can move at a slow rate but it take longer to do things |
I’m trying to do things now |
Can’t deal with my mood swings |
Yo! |
Where was you at |
In the back building with Arafat |
Terrorizing on platforms |
No more black form stature |
Static I manifest break hard to capture |
My lifestyle cool but I be the first one to react pure |
My mental transcends many forms and categories |
Murder stories winter flurry vision blurry can you see we? |
I Self Divine 3D |
Black needy Christians |
Need a christening to see the visions that penetrate my facade |
Weekly, then sit back and meditate chant the mantra |
Break out fast and catch the martyr |
Smoke a spliff and punk them niggers for a starter |
It don’t make a difference how rich you get to be. |
How much your chairs and |
tables cost. |
How great your luxury. |
It ain’t home to you though it be the |
palace of a king. |
Until somehow your soul is sort of wrapped 'round everything |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
Everything is Everything Yeaaaa |
«Some folks think money means everything. |
But there’s a lot of folks who got a |
lot of money. |
And don’t have no piece of mind.» |