From Rastaman Vibration 1976 ***Note: I do not own the copyright for the song used in the video. LYRICS: → Tip → Link this page: www.mp3lyrics.org Send "Rat Race" Ringtone to your Cell Lyrics Language: English Tweet this Song | Follow Mp3lyrics on Twitter Bob Marley Rat Race Lyrics: Ah! Ya too rude Oh what a rat race Oh what a rat race This is the rat race Some a lawful, some a bastard, some a jacket Oh what a rat race, rat race Some a gorgan, some a hooligan, some a guine-gog In this rat race, yeah! Rat race I'm singing When the cats away The mice will play [ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/wKv ] Political voilence fill ya city Yea-ah! Don't involve Rasta in your say say Rasta don't work for no CIA Rat race, rat race, rat race When you think is peace and safety A sudden destruction Collective security for surety Yeah! Don't forget your history Know your destiny In the abundance of water The fool is thirsty Rat race, rat race, rat race Oh it's a disgrace to see the Human-race in a rat race, rat race You got the horse race You got the dog race You got the human-race But this is a rat race, rat race
New York City is a thousand miles away And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 'Cause they don't need a man like me in town I pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's allright, that's OK by me 'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be I don't like smoke chokin' up my air And some of those city folks well they don't care I don't like cars buzzing around I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town I like sunshine, fresh clean air Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but that's all right, each to his own But one smell from the city And this country boy is gone Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Well, I don't want to even read about it Let me tell you something, let me tell you true What's right for me might not be right for you Well, you live your way, I'll live mine And I hope that your happy all the time I pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's all right, that's OK by me 'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be Big city, hard times never bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Let me tell ya, ... I said Big city, hard times never bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Ooh, that's my way, baby I don't want you to even tell me about the big city I don't want to read ...
Ice Cube Go To Church Lyrics [Snoop Dogg] You need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop DO-double-G, Eastside LBC And I'm bobbin to the beat of my OG homeboy Ice Cube And I'm C-walkin on the mother concrete [Intro: Ice Cube] Yo if you're up, put your cups up Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, westside See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler Yo it's either thank ya, or it's ya [Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!) "Crunk Juice" run the club that you in (HEY!) You scary mother don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!) You just spend all your time in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?) And if you walk by , I'ma knock fire from yo' , you can come try (HEY!) In the hood, all the way down South (YEAH!) I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth (Mike Jones) We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin Look at Mr. Jackson, with no reaction If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey) Lyrics full of steroids, paranoid (hey) And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no [Chorus 2X: Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] If you a scared mother mother go to church (GO TO CHURCH) If you a gutter mother mother do your dirt (A DO YOUR DIRT) If you a down mother mother put in work ...