Gang Starr Lyrics

Gang Starr Lyrics

"Riot Act Lyrics"

Ashes in My Hand Lyrics
It took a long time coming That big over the shoulder statement But when it came — it flowed easy as poison Taken in extreme despair Taken in extreme despair Taken in extreme despair Taken in extreme despair. Remember to write often In case you have something to tell me, But please don't mention the unexpected guest Staring into empty eyes Starin

{*DJ Premier scratches children laughing and yelling*}

[Chorus: Guru]
Riot act, this is where we really prepare
Riot act, out here we show no fear
RIOT ACT, time to protect our communities
Riot act, real criminals get immunity
RIOT ACT, eye for an eye - so yo who want it?
RIOT ACT, rushin all you cowards who fronted
Riot act, let's bring the power to the people
RIOT ACT, no justice then we gotta come see you

[Verse One: Guru]
Just like a thunderous gun clap, you wonder who done that
Put you under with one rap, me and the brothers have come back
We'll lash you for tryin that, we know you been lyin cat
So now you be lyin flat, we'll read you the riot act
Whassup you little fuck, get your life right
Cause there's too much g
How Do You Like It Lyrics
Keith Sweat & Left Eye (appears on the album Get Up On It) How do you like it when I do it just like this (ho) How do you like it when I do it just like that How do you like it when I do it just like this How do you like it when I do it just like that Chorus: And all the gangsta's say (ho) And all the gangsta's say (ho) And all the gang
oin in the world, and shit ain't quite right
See you're just addin to the problem
Young gun, high-strung, ready to trey-eight revolve 'em
Knot nearly in your waist, you step up in the place
Catch one off guard, he lookin silly in the face
But hear they come with the M-16's
They got teargas, helmets and clubs - knahmean?
It's martial law in these streets
It's like Afghanistan man, it's gettin raw in the streets
Still you demand your rights, I understand your plight
But do the knowledge if you plan to fight

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Guru]
So realize what it is to be oppressed and afflicted
Subjected to sick shit, knowin others live different
FUCK THAT, the streets about to blow again
They forgot, so we gotta let 'em know again
H
Somethin' 'Bout A Sunday Lyrics
(Craig Wiseman/Tim Nichols) Well a whole lot of people like Saturday night Gettin' loud and crazy, well it just feels right I guess everybody loves to see it come Just forget everything and go and have some fun And the same for me, oh but lately Don't you know that lately There's somethin' bout a Sunday mornin' breeze Church bells ringin', "bringin'
h, we'll blast you for tryin that, we know you been lyin cat
So now you be lyin flat, we'll read you the riot act
Soldiers, let's show these cowards what's up
The hood ain't goin for it, let's get ours, that's what's up
Be sure to keep a balance to your fight
And do the math, figure how to use your talents in a fight
Ain't nuttin worse than a rebel without a cause
Ain't nuttin worse than a people without laws
200 million square miles under attack
Reperations for us blacks, hell yeah, they need to come with that
Who's gonna take the weight, and erase the hate
All I know is when we come through, better make some space

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Guru]
A lot of people ain't happy you can tell by their ways
It's growin tense okay, I can s
Listen To Your Heart Lyrics
I know there's something in the wake of your smile I get a notion from the look in your eyes yea You've built a love but that love falls apart Your little piece of heaven turns too dark Listen to your heart when he's calling for you Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do I don't know where you're going and I don't know why But listen to your heart be
mell it today
Tenement buildings house the next killers
While rich diplomats, are purchasin their next villas
But for the scrilla and power, uhh
They'll send some killers to their hood, that are iller than ours
Still niggaz settle beef, with the metal piece
And every block stays hot, like the devil's feet
Incarceration of the mind, police brutality and poverty
These are realities of mankind
And we can't win nigga, if we keep shuckin and jivin
In a minute, they gon' have us duckin and divin
They got bullets for us {*automatic fire*} yeah, uh-huh
They got jail cells and graveyards, they the bullies, not us
We'll blast you for tryin that, we know you been lyin cat
So now you be lyin flat, cause this is the riot act

[Chorus]