DJ Jazzy Jeff - All I Know lyrics

[Verse 1: C.L. Smooth] I make it move like I wanna move with them horns Let 'em play with them strings While I spit the life of kings Put a could in it Stood with it, we at it Dudes that was meant to have it Fans wanna reach out and grab it I'm just an ordinary man With an un-ordinary lifestyle Seen early, I would live as a child I was conceived a mistake But through God was really all it take for me to be born And make the earth shake This was raised from the bottom So before them plain cones got 'em Soak up the four square miles to pop 'em It's me in the flesh Here to put the rumours to rest And let you celebrate hip hop's best From the womb to the tomb Hit the game real soon With a tune that's gonn' take sun Straight to the moon Taddau See it's my turn now All competitors bow All you sayin' is "WOW" [Hook] All I know It's the way it gotta go And everything you take to hold me down All I see It's the way it gotta be If you came to see me hit the town This is my vibe The way I survive And peoples can't play me out of bounds Here's my point On the Jazzy Jeff joint That's why C.L. can wear the crown [Verse 2: C.L. Smooth] When you think about the pedigree I own the whole catalog All I'm sayin' is Don't sleep on me dawg I really waked them streets there Schooled them young wolves C.L. will slay anything in his way Okay it's all about the aura I project That ultimate connect And how you see me as a man of respect, right So it's like a mutual agreement All your feed is in the seamon Learn the rules Let you earn your pay sure Knows of when you think of what it cost me And how the world forced me to k** 'em softly baby How the music sound from the basement And how the world blessed me Who let you see the fame don't impress me, dig it Why it's cut from a different cloth Blood it, set it off Keep a real nice piece of the love easy Anytime you can hold ya head Then you can hold some bread And relate to what C.L. said Yes.... [Hook] [Verse 3: C.L. Smooth] It's Jazzy Jeff on the turntables C.L. on the M-I-C Philly on up to the N.Y.C And breakdances, God Tags in the trainyard Wild style fat laced Thugs locked up From a 1980's case Goons with them grown kids Used to them long bids Meet you on the dance floor Slash the visit then A lot from the rep to And seein' it all makes sense If I'm the king Then that should make you the fresh prince Send for the driver You lookin' at the real soul survivor Like my man J. Period Mix tape The man on fire Featuring the guested Jeff host You marvel at the up close and personal Meetin' other minds You should read the signs This is what reclines The thoughts in my lazy boy Fit like a hand and glove Through the city of brotherly love [Hook]