Worldwide
Pete & SmoothC.l. Rock Lyrics
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Who's styles are shit, who's gonna rock?
On to the break of dawn, you wanna battle, pay the price
Mathematically precise, smooth and plus nice
With a flow that's like a mailman or letter carrier
Rob-O brings the ghetto area
Funk flavor through your neighborhood, state, town, or borough
Stay down, I don't think I'm quite thorough
Cause in a sec I write some shit to blast your wack ass to Mecca
See Rob's the most Mecca
To grab the microphone and yes y'all it
To school these dreds and stress these bald heads
The INI's in the house (You don't stop)
Pete Rock, Grap Luva, Mark, and Polo rising and you don't stop
We let the funk slide and let God be our guide
Flowing from the Vernon worldwide
It's the funk god, taking you worldwide, so bust it
Flowing over beats cause it's a must, kid
That I proceed to fix the hardcore in the mix
Check one two with the flow that fits
I make the hits that soar, I put the wreck in the raw
'94 in your local record store
It's Pete Rock and CL, the Main Ingredient
Now leave your wack style home, cause you won't be needing it
I grab the mic and get wreck for real
You hear me on the wax, kid, you see me on the steel
Can you feel the funk as I inject?
Then God protect it, hold the mic, see I select it
To keep it crazy versatile
But still underground, packs the four pound cause it's wild
In this place you'll find it hard to hide
Soul Brother and I'm going worldwide
Now who's the greatest? Few debate this, you're still figuring?
Well perish the thought, there's none bigger in
This act son, Mecca is all I attract
You're wack, son, yeah your talent's a fraction
While I'm nice, as Christ, there's two religions
So envision a messiah on a mission, the competition
I'll stop your wishing point blank cause you lost it
Your joint sank, your soft style's exhausted
And now it's mandatory, you stand before me amazed and awed
Giving praise, you're the God
Rob cipher's born, most Mecca supreme
A fly MC with the self-esteem
You keep it wholesome and still I relax a bit
I play your shit out like ??? cause my wig out has to hit
I'm steadily encouraging head bops while you're scurrying to get props
I'm worldwide
Yo, check out the rhyme buster, pulling niggas through the wringer
I'm not a singer, as I conduct with one finger
It's the orchestrater, mutilator, master funktator
I've got mad flow from here to Asia
Cause I'll amaze ya with the skills that I possess
Not categorized with all the rest
So I suggest if you're in the way step aside
Cause Pete Rock is coming worldwide
The song "Worldwide" by Pete Rock and CL Smooth is a classic hip-hop track from their album "The Main Ingredient." The lyrics are about their skills as MCs and their confidence in spreading their music globally. The lines "On to the break of dawn, you wanna battle, pay the price/Mathematically precise, smooth and plus nice" express their confidence in their abilities and the importance of being skilled in their craft.
The mention of Mecca in the lyrics is a reference to Islam, since Mecca is a holy city in Islam. The line "I'm not a singer, as I conduct with one finger" is a play on words, since he's not a conductor in the musical sense, but rather conducting the flow of his rap with his finger on the microphone.
Overall, the song is a celebration of their skills as MCs and their desire to spread their music worldwide.
Line by Line Meaning
Who keeps it methods and orthodox, who caught the props
Who stays true to their style and receives recognition for it
Who's styles are shit, who's gonna rock?
Who is weak and who will dominate?
On to the break of dawn, you wanna battle, pay the price
I'll battle you all night, but you better be ready
Mathematically precise, smooth and plus nice
I am precise and smooth with my flow
With a flow that's like a mailman or letter carrier
My flow is consistent like the delivery of mail
Rob-O brings the ghetto area
Rob-O represents the hood
Funk flavor through your neighborhood, state, town, or borough
Bringing funky flavor to every corner of the world
Stay down, I don't think I'm quite thorough
I am humble and still have more to learn
Not your average rapper (Listen)
I am not like the other average rappers
Cause in a sec I write some shit to blast your wack ass to Mecca
I can write a rhyme that will blow your mind
See Rob's the most Mecca
Rob represents Mecca the most
To grab the microphone and yes y'all it
To grab the mic and rock the crowd
To school these dreds and stress these bald heads
To teach and uplift all kinds of people through my music
The INI's in the house (You don't stop)
INI is present and won't stop
Pete Rock, Grap Luva, Mark, and Polo rising and you don't stop
Pete Rock, Grap Luva, Mark, and Polo are rising to the top and won't stop
We let the funk slide and let God be our guide
We let the music flow and let our faith guide us
Flowing from the Vernon worldwide
Our music is spreading across the globe from Vernon
It's the funk god, taking you worldwide, so bust it
I am the god of funk taking it worldwide, so listen up
Flowing over beats cause it's a must, kid
I gotta flow over beats because that's what I do
That I proceed to fix the hardcore in the mix
I am determined to bring the hardcore sound into my music
Check one two with the flow that fits
Testing the mic to make sure my flow is on point
I make the hits that soar, I put the wreck in the raw
I make hits that rise to the top, and bring a raw edge to my music
'94 in your local record store
My music is available in record stores in 1994
It's Pete Rock and CL, the Main Ingredient
Pete and CL are the main ingredients of this song
Now leave your wack style home, cause you won't be needing it
Get rid of your weak style because it won't work here
I grab the mic and get wreck for real
I bring my all when I grab the mic
You hear me on the wax, kid, you see me on the steel
You hear my voice on the record and see me on stage
Can you feel the funk as I inject?
Can you feel the funk in my music as I bring it?
Then God protect it, hold the mic, see I select it
I pray that God blesses my music as I hold the mic and select the beat
To keep it crazy versatile
I keep my music versatile and unpredictable
But still underground, packs the four pound cause it's wild
My style is still underground, but it has a wild edge to it
In this place you'll find it hard to hide
In this competitive industry, it's difficult to stay unnoticed
Soul Brother and I'm going worldwide
I am spreading my music across the world as The Soul Brother
Now who's the greatest? Few debate this, you're still figuring?
Who is the best? There's little debate, but some still aren't sure
Well perish the thought, there's none bigger in
Get rid of that thought because there's no one bigger than me
This act son, Mecca is all I attract
I only attract the best to my music
You're wack, son, yeah your talent's a fraction
You are weak, and your talent is only a fraction of mine
While I'm nice, as Christ, there's two religions
I am as nice as Jesus Christ, but there are two different views on religion
So envision a messiah on a mission, the competition
Imagine a savior on a mission to defeat the competition
I'll stop your wishing point blank cause you lost it
I will stop your desires completely because you are lost
Your joint sank, your soft style's exhausted
Your song failed, and your weak style is worn out
And now it's mandatory, you stand before me amazed and awed
Now you must stand before me in amazement and admiration
Giving praise, you're the God
You're giving me praise as if I am a god
Rob cipher's born, most Mecca supreme
Rob represents Mecca the most and is the most supreme in his flow
A fly MC with the self-esteem
I am a confident MC with a clean, slick style
You keep it wholesome and still I relax a bit
Your music is good, but I can still relax to it
I play your shit out like ??? cause my wig out has to hit
I play your music until the end because it's that good
I'm steadily encouraging head bops while you're scurrying to get props
I am getting the crowd to nod their heads while you are trying to gain recognition
I'm worldwide
I am making my music known globally
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: EMILY PHILLIPS, CHRIS ROJAS, EDWIN SERRANO
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