All Around The World

Okay, hip-hop might be in a state of emergency
But you can't really blame the artists
Don't point the finger, y'knowmsayin?
Let's do what we do, let them do what they do
They all sayin the same *******t anyway
Let's do what we wanna do
Trick Trick,
Royce 5'9" [Trick Trick] Done all types of dirt all across the world And all kind of shows for you boys and girls (heyyy!) High schools to shows of nothin but old folks G.D.'s, blue rags, red rags and [?] Detroit to L.A., B-Ham to Jersey Atlanta to B.K., A-Z to V-A Now I done seen some strange *******t But all around the world homeboy it's the same *******t I'll tell you this; ain't got a gang of crews on these blocks (so what?) Heard it's a pretty ******* just itchin to get knocked (so what?) Lines of broads at these shows (so what?) With backstage passes and wantin to be chose (so what?) Everybody wanna be better than the next It's the same everybody claimin they better than the rest (oooh) Everybody got a Glock, everybody got a spot Everybody sell ******* - WHO DON'T? [Chorus] Allllll arouuuuund the worrrrrld (it's the same old song homie) Rouuuuund and rouuuuund we goooo (yeah) Allllll arouuuuund the worrrrrld (it's just the same old song homie) Rouuuuund and rouuuuund we goooo (yep) [Trick Trick] Yessir Uh; can we get a moment to reflect on the music that we distributin and tryin to eject? Yep, your sounds ain't goin down (so) Blame it on downloads but it's the same old sound Everybody is a killer, man go and tell the truth! Most of y'all ain't killers 'til your ass in the booth Take a look in the mirror and be honest with yo'self You got a guap on records off another *******'s wealth Truth hurt, don't it? You think you ain't special enough? With some people to listen to you so you makin it tough At a show you too hard to throw your Goddamn hands up While I'm at it, man pull yo' Goddamn pants up! In real life in the joint if you sad You belong to a man and yo' ass is a fag (ooooh) I ain't mad at *******z changin the game cause the world is lookin at us like we all the same, so [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"]
My ******* I got you!
I got you, don't worry about it
Yeah, yeah
******* please, get lost,
I get big cheese
Me and Trick be gettin green like split peas
Pick a place, any place
I done been through it, pick a state, any state
And if you ain't geographically inclined you can get the globe and you can pick a shape, any shape
Heh, where you from?
I could care less
I'm fearless,
I'll show you so you will know it's real
Cause once the
K's get to tearin whole blocks up
Like (blam blam blam) now you from
Cloverfield
I just look like this,
I do it just to get the kitty cat
I'm bringin *******z that look pretty back
And while
I'm at it
I'm bringin
Detroit city back
Holla when you land,
I'll take you to where the ******* at (******* at)
You lil' *******z is lame
Put the tobacco back in the blunt, you spittin the same
We goin [Chorus] [Outro: Trick Trick]
Go on mayne, hip-hop ain't dead homie...
I like that dawg
That's some real *******t...
Hehehe, you just thumpin the hell out that bass, ain't ya? [laughter]