Escape - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock

Check the verse in the Bible says man shall never covet

But in your life you put nothing above it, you seem to love it

Invest some stock to clock what’s in my stable

Sweating me like Cain sweating Abel, you’re unstable

You couldn’t speak, now what’s the fake smile for?

The jealousy, that’s why you’re feeling so insecure

Used to be by my side but now all I see is pride

On the quest for big lucci, got you open wide

It feels funny, cause it never used to be that way

Remember PR back in the day?

Hey, the number’s changed and the crib’s a little fatter

But if you was real, you’d see it really wouldn’t matter

Check the stat in fact yo, don’t ever try to peep this

Don’t mistake my kindness for a weakness

The name is Pete Rock, I’ll take you higher than the izm

I’m on a exodus, Escapism

Yo, check it out

I like to rhyme, no time for silly head games

Strictly known for busting up your bed frames

But skins bold, act like they want to know a nigga

Break they neck to show they figure

But yo, you can’t gas me up, you can’t hype me

Play it cool when it comes to schooling wifey

On the ways of life it’s strife, checks, and big money

So the next kid will be up on your honey

Sexing your honey, flexing your Benz and your money

Playing you like a crash test dummy, so take it from me

Cause when it happens don’t say I never told you so

Heed the verbal lessons in the flow

And ayo, you know they style, and yeah I’m here to warn ya

Getting shaky cause I’m coming up on ya

It’s Pete Rock and C.L.

Smooth on a major pape mission

Rising to the top, Escapism

I’m sitting back, I got the funk on cruise

While you snooze Pete Rock is steady paying his dues

Putting styles on lock and making beats by the bundle

Scooping more props than Bryant Gumbel, and staying humble

But then you go and have to act that way

I just hit you off the other day!

But this is sick, cause here you come with your crew of derelicts

Talking about you need a pair of kicks, or this or that

You hang around cause the pockets are fat

But when I’m on «E"yo, you ain’t trying to check for me

You got more game than rugby

You’re only stressing the name and that the papes is flowing lovely

So stop searching for idealism

And check the off-beat flow of the Soul Brother with the realism

Shedding some light just like a prism

You can’t wait, you can’t fake it, Escapism