| Song | Fate or Destiny |
| Artist | No I.D. |
| Album | Accept Your Own & Be Yourself (The Black Album) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harland, Thomas, Wilson | |
| (feat. Dug Infinite) | |
| [Dug Infinite] | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yo can't you tell that this hip-hop shit, be on the spiral | |
| Make me set up shop, I keep it hot like a pyro- | |
| -maniac, the reason is mainly that, a lot of cats | |
| They lack, format and structure when they rap | |
| It's like a mission, who wants to get rich without a stencil? | |
| Who told you a million was fly as your closest pencil? | |
| Chasin cash, I'm chasin tools, think about it | |
| Chasin ass, I'm breakin rules, a visionary | |
| Legendary in my own right, give off my own light | |
| I use my own sight, my vocals vibrate then take flight | |
| Through the air blaze your eardrum what you hear sums up | |
| The light reflected off of the moon, makes me the sun | |
| Plus you the sun - soon as my record is spun | |
| I rotate at thirty-three and a third like six tons | |
| Just followed by twenty-one ciphers, centrifugal force | |
| Got me trapped on earth, like a lifer | |
| 'Til death do us part, what else could this be? | |
| Nothin else could this be but fate, or destiny - yeah | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Yeah, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don't shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don't shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| [No I.D.] | |
| Yo yo, it's purely educational, I'm big wheelin like Infinite | |
| On the skate you know the way that we do it we cue it and set it off | |
| Drop the buried treasure, dig in every measure | |
| It's for the people's pleasure.. | |
| B-boy virtuoso, never comin so-so, I'm oh so | |
| Ready and steady, got the beats to keep you sweaty | |
| It's ghetto - precise never falsetto | |
| Keep your next move in the tempo's alegretto | |
| Yo bounce to it, yo as I keep every ounce fluid | |
| Touchin on your brain with extra points of pain | |
| It's Infinitely, D-U-G, No I.D. | |
| Yo and incidently, I do my thing you can't prevent me | |
| Cause innocently, I ruggedly and gently | |
| Master skill and art just like a sensei | |
| Handle competition that's against me, my content be | |
| Intense that's how I make my fate, or destiny | |
| [Chorus: x2] | |
| Yo, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don't shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don't shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| [Outro] | |
| Hip-hop ain't goin nowhere, b-boys will never die | |
| Uhh.. Chi-Town, town-t-town-town town town | |
| Yo, you know the name, you know the game, check it out now | |
| Two thousand, rock on, like this yo | |
| Like this yo, uhh, uhh, yeah.. | |
| Watch out! Watch out! |
| zuo qu : Harland, Thomas, Wilson | |
| feat. Dug Infinite | |
| Dug Infinite | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yo can' t you tell that this hiphop shit, be on the spiral | |
| Make me set up shop, I keep it hot like a pyro | |
| maniac, the reason is mainly that, a lot of cats | |
| They lack, format and structure when they rap | |
| It' s like a mission, who wants to get rich without a stencil? | |
| Who told you a million was fly as your closest pencil? | |
| Chasin cash, I' m chasin tools, think about it | |
| Chasin ass, I' m breakin rules, a visionary | |
| Legendary in my own right, give off my own light | |
| I use my own sight, my vocals vibrate then take flight | |
| Through the air blaze your eardrum what you hear sums up | |
| The light reflected off of the moon, makes me the sun | |
| Plus you the sun soon as my record is spun | |
| I rotate at thirtythree and a third like six tons | |
| Just followed by twentyone ciphers, centrifugal force | |
| Got me trapped on earth, like a lifer | |
| ' Til death do us part, what else could this be? | |
| Nothin else could this be but fate, or destiny yeah | |
| Chorus | |
| Yeah, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| No I. D. | |
| Yo yo, it' s purely educational, I' m big wheelin like Infinite | |
| On the skate you know the way that we do it we cue it and set it off | |
| Drop the buried treasure, dig in every measure | |
| It' s for the people' s pleasure.. | |
| Bboy virtuoso, never comin soso, I' m oh so | |
| Ready and steady, got the beats to keep you sweaty | |
| It' s ghetto precise never falsetto | |
| Keep your next move in the tempo' s alegretto | |
| Yo bounce to it, yo as I keep every ounce fluid | |
| Touchin on your brain with extra points of pain | |
| It' s Infinitely, DUG, No I. D. | |
| Yo and incidently, I do my thing you can' t prevent me | |
| Cause innocently, I ruggedly and gently | |
| Master skill and art just like a sensei | |
| Handle competition that' s against me, my content be | |
| Intense that' s how I make my fate, or destiny | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Yo, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Outro | |
| Hiphop ain' t goin nowhere, bboys will never die | |
| Uhh.. ChiTown, townttowntown town town | |
| Yo, you know the name, you know the game, check it out now | |
| Two thousand, rock on, like this yo | |
| Like this yo, uhh, uhh, yeah.. | |
| Watch out! Watch out! |
| zuò qǔ : Harland, Thomas, Wilson | |
| feat. Dug Infinite | |
| Dug Infinite | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Yo can' t you tell that this hiphop shit, be on the spiral | |
| Make me set up shop, I keep it hot like a pyro | |
| maniac, the reason is mainly that, a lot of cats | |
| They lack, format and structure when they rap | |
| It' s like a mission, who wants to get rich without a stencil? | |
| Who told you a million was fly as your closest pencil? | |
| Chasin cash, I' m chasin tools, think about it | |
| Chasin ass, I' m breakin rules, a visionary | |
| Legendary in my own right, give off my own light | |
| I use my own sight, my vocals vibrate then take flight | |
| Through the air blaze your eardrum what you hear sums up | |
| The light reflected off of the moon, makes me the sun | |
| Plus you the sun soon as my record is spun | |
| I rotate at thirtythree and a third like six tons | |
| Just followed by twentyone ciphers, centrifugal force | |
| Got me trapped on earth, like a lifer | |
| ' Til death do us part, what else could this be? | |
| Nothin else could this be but fate, or destiny yeah | |
| Chorus | |
| Yeah, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| No I. D. | |
| Yo yo, it' s purely educational, I' m big wheelin like Infinite | |
| On the skate you know the way that we do it we cue it and set it off | |
| Drop the buried treasure, dig in every measure | |
| It' s for the people' s pleasure.. | |
| Bboy virtuoso, never comin soso, I' m oh so | |
| Ready and steady, got the beats to keep you sweaty | |
| It' s ghetto precise never falsetto | |
| Keep your next move in the tempo' s alegretto | |
| Yo bounce to it, yo as I keep every ounce fluid | |
| Touchin on your brain with extra points of pain | |
| It' s Infinitely, DUG, No I. D. | |
| Yo and incidently, I do my thing you can' t prevent me | |
| Cause innocently, I ruggedly and gently | |
| Master skill and art just like a sensei | |
| Handle competition that' s against me, my content be | |
| Intense that' s how I make my fate, or destiny | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Yo, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Well, is it fate or destiny? | |
| I walk a tightrope tryin to find insanity | |
| How can it be, that the sun don' t shine on darker days? | |
| It penetrates my soul, in better ways | |
| Outro | |
| Hiphop ain' t goin nowhere, bboys will never die | |
| Uhh.. ChiTown, townttowntown town town | |
| Yo, you know the name, you know the game, check it out now | |
| Two thousand, rock on, like this yo | |
| Like this yo, uhh, uhh, yeah.. | |
| Watch out! Watch out! |