the Heartbeat of the city in the heart of you Heartbeat of the city deep inside of you It's back beat in the heart of you With the heartbeat of the city
role model and your life is out the bottle The roll of the dice on the corner of the street You get beat, on 123rd street Done by the system that ain
down at Anna's Pizza Paradise A new arrangement of a great oldie in rhythm and blues [Verse One: Pete Nice (Prime Minister)] In the heart of the city
worried I'm in a hurry to try to slow the system down a bit And find happiness before I hit thirty OK, OK, I've said too much I wear my heart on my sleeve
(feat. Mr. Gene Poole) [Mr. Gene Poole] The loveliest sound coming out to yo' system I spark to get y'all off to a good start Show me some heart, walk
system ready to go where ever Ain't that clever, TV's in the backs of the head rests of the seats Plus that beat, you can hear the words of twist when
the beat's laid, the hardcore becomes priceless The righteous Doctor T put the walk in concrete The stop on Wall Street, the knock on the beat You couldn
- even in the LA Times. (TIMES!) I can beat the system! - Come on, let's say you with me! Show me some optimism, we can takeover the city! (WE CAN TAKEOVER THE CITY
Pursue to list em, there's no need to diss em They be beheavin, make sure your whole breathing system Twist them like big caps, who wants to hear that
the bass G-O and full with soul so I can wait Leaving the rest to DJ Dr. Dre It's the diggy diggy D.O.C. y'all When I hear a bass drum I gotta get dumb
get beat down and shot up I saw this one nigga, get stolen on and your soul got up Stolen car, roll past the bar, toured a lot of city Gave him an eighth
Start on your head as the beat plays Yo, the ICP has got the Dogbeast Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps And I know you likin' this funk Cuz I can hear
God almighty It could be Allah Jesus Krishna Buddha Aphrodite It could be Nefretire come hear me and never fear me It's like at some point in your life you gonna have to hear
is God almighty It could be Allah Jesus Krishna Buddha Aphrodite It could be Nefretire come hear me and never fear me It's like at some point in your life you gonna have to hear
to run 4 Mayor, or even President Just livin large, Ooo they wood hate 2 see a brotha in Charge Drivin round town with the system Jammin They woodn't understand to hear
like the Next Top Model (Top Model!) New York City boy but they love me in Chicago (RUN!) A lil more in Philly from here to Atlantic City. (yeeah!) {
a get him In the booth or in the strets, I'm known to tear a rhythm Fifteen and sixteen, eyes breakin down the system Nobody can tell me nothin, I was livin off my system
car So I can ride to the rhythm of the guitar I hear the music I'm prepared to follow The body overcomes the city of El Dorado Mexican City that's paved