Mr. Gene Poole - Anything Is Everything lyrics

[Intro] Cat don't be tripping Because that's the way you wanted it That's the way you got it That's the way it's gonna be That's just the way it is [Verse One: Mr. Gene Poole] Word is bond When shots get fired I'm the first to respond And if n***as don't correspond, to the same logical sh** I'm on They get dragged from Queens to Lafond to Haggard back to Plymouth See that rapper? Him a myth, soon as he opens his mouth, gimmick Let's chop him up Place him in the frozen section at Symick's So when someone sees part of his face When they shopping they can go send it I bring heart up in the place to keep sh** popping, ain't no limits Plus I swing from the start in this race, I'll beat you to the finish I drove to Venice, L.A., San Francisco and back to Chicago Ask about if n***as don't give me sh** where ever I go You can not throw blows at my direction without me flexing So either shoot me Or hit me with your Lexus at the intersection [Verse Two: I Self Devine] Offense Defense Pretense Picture holy scriptures travel brochures The Cuban Connect' Plus New York to your research to knowledge evident without being there I told the devil I was the master black he disappeared Existence do get twisted by the view of visualizing Brain tumor penetrating your mental state and sooner then Man woman and child collapse back providing time gaps Creation was partaken Leaving your soul shaken [Hook] Everything is Everything Yeaaaax3 [Verse Three: Musab] A fist full of quarters leads to disqualification But a fist full of dollars be the sh** that's running the nation My name has been connect with the underground heads The movements and the unknown rebels that dwell there And up stairs we got brothers on the Play Station Destruction Derby 2 is cool but I prefer the written When the beat's ba** hit and the vibe is created I stick it into brothers as the liquid leave them sedated What the f** you saying? Man you trying to understand Better stamp on your check by the brothers up in the stands Pa** through the jungle and come dwell amongst the tribe Enter the ciph' and get to meet General Woundwart live [Verse Four: Slug] I discovered ill recipes without the ride on Ecstasy Fantasizing I'd have three wives sleeping next to me Eventually, organize the equity Get the homestead steady Credit to trust in me, some partial child custody It beckons me Keeps testing me I strangle the jeopardy driven snakes that bathe in the leprosy Heavily weighed in Dumbfounded by the destiny I'm trying to surround my life, with factors that's fresh to me [Hook] [Verse Five: Mr. Gene Poole] It takes a certain type of power to lead people into light And that same power used negatively could lead 'em to fight So let's use it right to avoid losing another life Humans is supposed to be tight Let's unite and go cruising tonight This one goes out to all my cats and peeps Who have to use gats for heat Others bust they caps on sheets Or rap to compete And try to be street corner performers Lack a little bit on free's then practice when it gets warmer I'll ask a former band mate if he can relate To the sure-shot, 100% pure pop in a pipe that rotates I can move at a slow rate but it take longer to do things I'm trying to do things now Can't deal with my mood swings [Verse Six:I Self Devine] Yo! Where was you at In the back building with Arafat Terrorizing on platforms No more black form stature Static I manifest break hard to capture My lifestyle cool but I be the first one to react pure My mental transcends many forms and categories Murder stories winter flurry vision blurry can you see we? I Self Divine 3D Black needy Christians Need a christening to see the visions that penetrate my facade Weekly, then sit back and meditate chant the mantra Break out fast and catch the martyr Smoke a spliff and punk them n******gs for a starter [Outro] "It don't make a difference how rich you get a be. How much your chairs and tables cost. How great your luxury. It ain't home to you though it be the palace of a king. Until somehow your soul is sort of wrapped 'round everything." [Hook] "Some folks think money means everything. But there's a lot of folks who got a lot of money. And don't have no piece of mind."