| Song | World On Wheels |
| Artist | Dilated Peoples |
| Album | Neighborhood Watch |
| 作词 : Edwards, Knight, Maman, Oroc ... | |
| [Verse 1]Yo | |
| I grew up in | |
| Mid-City near | |
| World on Wheels | |
| After Reaganomics crack came and more blood spill | |
| I gotta tell shorties now | |
| I don't pop pills | |
| The only ecstacy | |
| I fuck with rolls with | |
| JalilNo grip, straight line rhymes | |
| Like the grand concourse on 149 | |
| In LA the riders ridge was | |
| Fairfax and | |
| Olympic ??? | |
| On the block the | |
| Ethiopians kick it (salaam) | |
| You'll learn | |
| Angel City'll test you | |
| I move through giving respect where respect's due | |
| Ducking these cops who say they serve to protect you | |
| And handlin my biz so | |
| I ain't tryin to impress you | |
| It's mind over matter, crew over money | |
| I do strategy, | |
| I don't act sporadically | |
| I contemplate, cat | |
| I move mathematically | |
| It's Alchemist with | |
| Dilated, that's family[Chorus] | |
| Still a couple lessons | |
| I can teach | |
| How the real fiends cop two each | |
| The game is keeping dope in the streets | |
| So look the world on wheels | |
| Still a couple lessons | |
| I can teach | |
| How the real heads rock real beats | |
| Bangin out the illest rides on the streets | |
| Look at the world on wheels[Verse 2] | |
| Peace King, peace haki, peace queen | |
| I only leave em in pieces if they step in the ring | |
| They're fumbling and wondering what weapon to bring | |
| I'm like Ice- | |
| T, I know my lethal weapon'll swing | |
| Stop the presses, block the doors | |
| Cops oppress us, watch the wolves | |
| But all the friendly fire is worse than oppression | |
| Pressure more stressin is poured in dead presidents (Rakaa) | |
| Fights for your rights is my pleasure | |
| But suckers swing rulers like swords that try to measure | |
| While Slick | |
| Rick the ruler's at war with | |
| INS yoI hope the young fly their best yo | |
| Hip-hop desert again, it's like | |
| Busy Bee's buzzin again | |
| My patience is thin though | |
| I ventilate em like | |
| I cracked the window and air it out like a | |
| Hail Mary to the end zone[Chorus] | |
| When I'm all out, | |
| I cause panic (peace summits) | |
| When I move stealth (it's mysteries and who-done-its) | |
| I made mental notes of who's fam and who frontin | |
| Mental notes of who ran shit and who runnin | |
| It's mind over matter, crew over money | |
| I do strategy, | |
| I don't act sporadically | |
| I contemplate, cat | |
| I move mathematically | |
| Create to devastate crew, that's family[Chorus] |
| zuò cí : Edwards, Knight, Maman, Oroc ... | |
| Verse 1 Yo | |
| I grew up in | |
| MidCity near | |
| World on Wheels | |
| After Reaganomics crack came and more blood spill | |
| I gotta tell shorties now | |
| I don' t pop pills | |
| The only ecstacy | |
| I fuck with rolls with | |
| JalilNo grip, straight line rhymes | |
| Like the grand concourse on 149 | |
| In LA the riders ridge was | |
| Fairfax and | |
| Olympic ??? | |
| On the block the | |
| Ethiopians kick it salaam | |
| You' ll learn | |
| Angel City' ll test you | |
| I move through giving respect where respect' s due | |
| Ducking these cops who say they serve to protect you | |
| And handlin my biz so | |
| I ain' t tryin to impress you | |
| It' s mind over matter, crew over money | |
| I do strategy, | |
| I don' t act sporadically | |
| I contemplate, cat | |
| I move mathematically | |
| It' s Alchemist with | |
| Dilated, that' s family Chorus | |
| Still a couple lessons | |
| I can teach | |
| How the real fiends cop two each | |
| The game is keeping dope in the streets | |
| So look the world on wheels | |
| Still a couple lessons | |
| I can teach | |
| How the real heads rock real beats | |
| Bangin out the illest rides on the streets | |
| Look at the world on wheels Verse 2 | |
| Peace King, peace haki, peace queen | |
| I only leave em in pieces if they step in the ring | |
| They' re fumbling and wondering what weapon to bring | |
| I' m like Ice | |
| T, I know my lethal weapon' ll swing | |
| Stop the presses, block the doors | |
| Cops oppress us, watch the wolves | |
| But all the friendly fire is worse than oppression | |
| Pressure more stressin is poured in dead presidents Rakaa | |
| Fights for your rights is my pleasure | |
| But suckers swing rulers like swords that try to measure | |
| While Slick | |
| Rick the ruler' s at war with | |
| INS yoI hope the young fly their best yo | |
| Hiphop desert again, it' s like | |
| Busy Bee' s buzzin again | |
| My patience is thin though | |
| I ventilate em like | |
| I cracked the window and air it out like a | |
| Hail Mary to the end zone Chorus | |
| When I' m all out, | |
| I cause panic peace summits | |
| When I move stealth it' s mysteries and whodoneits | |
| I made mental notes of who' s fam and who frontin | |
| Mental notes of who ran shit and who runnin | |
| It' s mind over matter, crew over money | |
| I do strategy, | |
| I don' t act sporadically | |
| I contemplate, cat | |
| I move mathematically | |
| Create to devastate crew, that' s family Chorus |