Naughty By Nature - World Go Round Lyrics

Check it out, I heard this track right here and I kind of felt a lil' somethin'
You know, it took my mind some place it ain't been
Search deep into another world
So I'm trying to figure out what make this world go round
For real, people are stressin'

Oh, how oh, how come every time we have problems, they fix none
Sending people to other plants when they still ain't fix this one
Victims from a distance prections of affliction
Some faction 'cause frictions fractions need fixing

Mixing making music man to make it work
Some sticking shakin' bruisin' damn just ta brake a purse
It's worse misguided some guttered locked on the block
'Cause the cops can't be trusted

Busted trusted frustrated frustrations of no more patience
Insides are cold and vacant check how we lay it
Why when we speak they try to stifle our breath
Cock a rifle to chest

Then ya have the party of your life at your death
Oh, I wanna know I wanna know
Oh why, oh why is it the good that have to go
And they tell us that's just how this life goes

So I look at the kids and wonder where their life might go
Get high to tell ya low that's how it's done on the bricks
We all mad at the world when the world ain't done shit
Just the people in it and the scavengers who function

Who destroy the earth then blame the earth for its malfunctions
And getting maybe a tad bit too deep to follow
But the black form is strong and far from being hollow
Why do we get so much into this Freeing Willy

When Willy is already free
He and them ain't doing shit to free my city
And it's a pity for those who can't get the nitty gritty
That's when the gritty gets grimy and the wicked gets witty

So much pain on the brain can't restrain
Place the comma too much drama but I'll bleed to please my momma
So I'm a strive to perfection leave pride in slum sections
Keep wit my crew and make all due connections

But, but, but, but, but, that's what makes the world go round
The axis like a carouse

Oh how the ways? Nowadays baby's coming
From spitting out momma's nipple
From the cradle to the killa leaving corpse and cripples
A Brooklyn boy dies shot by a cop for a play gun

Our kids days are up even if they ain't stray ones
You lay one or two on the more now the merrier the day's dumb
When crews war and now streets get scarier
Cops hit blocks saying, "We'll beat 'em"

Into freedom then we feel robbed like there's no God
When we need him
So we act accordingly 'cause we don't' see enjoyment
The only line of business I'm offered is unemployment

So we gots to get ours and ours gotta get it
And it is what it be so see that I'm with this
Media has us believin' they hype
Don't pull out ya new shoes 'cause only the bad news is good news

Farrakahn wants us to take the streets back time to take it
Before our whole race is stripped naked

But, but, but, but, but, that's what makes the world go round
The axis like a carouse