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On My Way To Harlem


by Coolio. Buy album CD: Gangsta'S Paradise


Verse 1:
I know a place where the trees don't grow
Just another place where niggaz live low
I know a place where life is fucked up
Make a wrong move and your ass get stuck up
Time ain't nothin but a frame of mind
And life is like a mountain or a steep ass climb
I've been lookin for a place to leave
The only free place is inside of me
So let's take a trip and you don't need a grip
But you better be equipped cause it might be some shit
African-American, nothin but a nigga
Had our fingers on the trigger, but I pulled mine quicker
I know a place where there ain't no calm and
You better stay away if you're soft like Charmin
South Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and Compton
A nigga on the west coast on his way to Harlem
Verse 2:
Now it's time to step into the light (Light)
Put up your dukes, there's gonna be a fight (Fight)
And when it's time to fight, you better fight right
Cause if it don't fight right, out goes the light
Take a close look at what I'm freakin on
Niggaz think I'm tweekin, but I'm speakin on
Subject matter, data
Information that I gather
Through my travels
Cause the hardest of the hard, hit hardcore killer
Can't stop the slug of a nine millimeter
Everybody thinks they know, but they know not
If they haven't caught a cap on the block *gunshot*
So shine up your boots and pick up the pieces
Grab a fresh pair of khakis with the sharp ass creases
Ring the alarm, here comes the storm
I got a firearm on my way to Harlem
Verse 3:
I know a place where the sun don't shine
Everybody is a victim of neighborhood crime
I know a place where niggaz walk the line
One false step and they must do time
Since I'm in the same boat
I must stay afloat
And sing every note
From the quotes that they wrote
So, I look into the past and walk the path of the greats
So I wont make the same mistakes that sealed my ancestors fates
If I had to be a slave I'd rather be in my grave
If I get in how many lives could I save?
One, two, three, a hundred, a thousand
My heart is poundin, the devil keeps soundin
But he don't want my money, he wants my soul
So I reach like a tree, and like a weed I grow
My stomach is full, but my mind is starvin
Rollin in a g ride on my way to Harlem




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Album: Gangsta'S Paradise (1995) Lyrics
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  1. A thing goin' on
  2. Bring Back Somethin Fo Da Hood
  3. Can-O-Corn
  4. County Line
  5. Ghetto Cartoon
  6. Hand On My Nutsac
  7. I Remember
  8. It Takes A Thief
  9. N Da Closet
  10. On My Way To Harlem
  11. Too Hot
  12. U Know Hoo
  13. Ugly Bitches
  14. A thing going on
  15. Bright as the sun
  16. Cruisin'
  17. Exercise yo' game
  18. For my sistas
  19. Fucc coolio
  20. Gangsta´s paradise
  21. Get up get down
  22. Geto highlites
  23. Is this me?
  24. Kinda high kinda drunk
  25. Recoup this
  26. Smilin'
  27. Sumpin' new
  28. That's how it is
  29. The revolution

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