Pete Rock - Enter the Center lyrics

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Pete Rock - Enter the Center lyrics

[A.D.O.R.] Man Pete Rock Pure celebration, for all this generation Ha... worldwide It gets hot baby, representing, metropolis [Verse One] Hear the nine pound, the dog on a new sound I'm here to set it off, no fear to break it down Feel my world for all stakes that we claim Blaze the slow burn, for the essence in the game The +Tru Reign+, some fell upon the one Wanna BOOM BAP, I bring style by the ton No pain, no fun, let's creep out the mess Enter my center where the tormenters rest Blessed by thy blessings, to learn a hard lesson Protected by the thugs with the large Smith & Wessons Got the bombs undressed (woo!) Even the low profile to keep the snakes out guessin Impressin, with the raw sk**s my God gave me Goin all out son cause nobody can save me Crashed the crossroad, so I just flow on Comin all out, here's somethin we can grow on [Hook] C'MON! Ah, into the center of the haze Where the style rocks hot, let's get it on the only way (It's hot baby) C'MON! Into the center of the haze Where the style rocks hot, let's get it on the only way [Verse Two] Feel on the rapture, let the haze catch ya The props, the love and the gains is what I'm after The raptor, beatin down rappers runnin wild See the fullness, feel the pure Mecca child The profile to fiend rocks on again It's all hot here so go tell your friend So he can tell his man and they won't pretend Cause the burn so real that they all attend My MC show, they break the front do' Got the lime Alize for the Player's Club Guaranteein all wins like Broadway Joe And if you ain't heard, act like you know That the, beast from the East is comin for his piece of pie I'm in that freak mode, son it's time to do or die See you know why, the dope got your mind high You gotta stay fly once you come up out the get by [Hook] - repeat 2X [Verse Three] So as you, an*lyze me, I paralyze you So what'chu gonna do when the one man wreckin crew Steps up, I'm +Energizing+, +Everready+ I rock the beat hard, got a blast for the petty If you're ready though, you can come and enter the stage And feel the raw wrath, and the pleasures of the rage The rampage, my people, will not be televised Front if you want kid, we're always recognized I, up and rise, my movement's generation The penetration, soul sensation On to live, that life divine Yo I pa** to my people or sip the wine Cause, time is short, this style gets hard Representin to the grave, rough rugged and scarred Worldwide! ... Worldwide! So everybody [Hook] - repeat to fade

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