Round Round (extended Remix) Lyrics

Round Round (extended Remix) lyrics

f/ Kool G. Rap, Method Man, Pharoahe Monch







[Intro: some DJ (Jonell)]



Sound... bombing...



(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, uh)







[Method Man]



I was gutter when you met me, gutter when you left me



Gutter when you came back, face it, nothin' can change that



Not romance or marriage counselin', you dropped the ball, now I'm bouncin'



Find me a room, burn up an ounce in



Waitin' for my baby to call, forgive it all



On some break up to make up shit, givin' me drawers



I adore mi amore, but every time she choose to go to war



I'm lookin' at the front door







[Pharoahe Monch]



You could keep the negative's mind, please, I get the picture



The emotional sounds was different when I first split you



Claim I brought pain to the thing like King Kong



Like villains in the Western flicks, that I was well hung



So put you up on Talib Kweli and the Village of Slum



Read the book of psalms to get the miles, sing some (come on now)



And you actin' like you don't know what I came here for



It's wrong to put our spirits your drove at the front door



Affectionate smiles, so you could front more



I should call you somethin' that walks on all fours



Cuz you got a fella heated for sure, love him or delete it, it's raw



Feelin' cheated when I'm out on tour



They catch a glimpse from beyond this globe, on the same note



Cuz in terrential downpours, I keep a rain coat



And a bottle of cham', bored, to let the brain flow



Pray for sun after the rain and creep the rainbow







[Jonell]



Oh, I try and I try to stop the



Forces that go round in my head and cloud



Thought you were the one to understand me



You turned my dark skies to light



But once again you touched my hopes to him



My soulful sing, my tears start glimmin' in the rain



All and again, all and again







[Chorus 2X: Jonell]



I really don't know what you came here for, round and round we go



Consider your bags outside the door, round and round we go







[Jonell]



If you don't understand where I'm from



Then my heart is tellin' me you're not the one



All the games you played and now realize



You're not the one, for me to want some baby, bye-bye



Pack your bags and get to steppin'



You gotta let it go, you need to stop trippin'



I hope you don't think I'm gon' let you back in



Cuz you'se a fool







[Chorus 2X]







[Kool G. Rap]



G. Rap Giacanna, I'm not the one who's born to be dissed



So let me make this clear for you, just like stones on my wrist



Just cuz the door closed, don't mean I'm on the phone wit a chick



I'm just a cat about his B.I. and let's only get rich



Straight up politickin', so where you lay your dome and be sick



Stack cake, wit food on the plate and chrome on the six



Then we can make a little fam, just us, alone in the sticks



And I can get rid of these bricks, we gone from the strip, you know?







[Hook: Jonell]



Today, I made up my mind, to get away



Everyday, I sit and pray, everyday, everyday







[Chorus 2X]







[Hook with the Chorus]







[Outro: Jonell]



Every day, every day (round and round we go)



To get away, away, away (round and round...)