All Around The World

Lyrics

[Intro: Trick Trick] Okay, hip-hop might be in a state of emergency But you can't really blame the artists Don't point the finger, y'know what I'm sayin'? Let's do what we do, let them do what they do They all sayin' the same shit anyway Let's do what we wanna do Trick Trick, Royce 5'9" [Verse 1: Trick Trick] Done all types of dirt all across the world (Uh-uh) And all kind of shows for you boys and girls (Hey) High schools to shows of nothin' but old folks G.D.'s, blue rags, red rags and [?] (A'right) Detroit to L.A., B-Ham to Jersey Atlanta to B.K., A-Z to V-A Now, I done seen some strange shit But all around the world, homeboy, it's the same shit I'll tell you this; Ain't got a gang of crews on these blocks (So what?) Heard it's a pretty bitch 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 (Ooh) Everybody got a Glock, everybody got a spot Everybody sell dope - WHO DON'T? [Hook: Trick Trick] All around the world (It's the same old song, homie) Round and round we go (Yeah) All around the world (It's just the same old song, homie) Round and round we go (Yep-yep) ([?]) [Verse 2: Trick Trick] 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 (Right), 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 nigga'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 (Oooh) I ain't mad at niggas changin' the game 'Cause the world is lookin' at us like we all the same, so— [Hook: Trick Trick, Royce Da 5'9"] All around the world (It's the same old song, homie) Round and round we go (Yep-yep) All around the world (It's just the same old song, homie) Round and round we go My nigga I got you! I got you, don't worry about it Yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9"] Bitch 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 (Hehe) 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 bam-bam, bam, now you from Cloverfield I just look like this, I do it just to get the kitty cat I'm bringin' niggas 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 titties at (titties at) You lil' niggas is lame Put the tobacco back in the blunt, you spittin' the same We goin'— [Hook: Trick Trick] All around the world (It's the same old song, homie) Round and round we go (Yep, yep, yep) All around the world (It's just the same old song, homie) Round and round we go [Outro: Trick Trick] [?] Go on mayne, hip-hop ain't dead homie I like that dawg That's some real shit Hehehe, you just thumpin' the hell out that bass, ain't ya? *(laughter)*