*You can't hack the tactics Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic You can't hack the tactics Of a semi-automatic full rap fanatic
I make mean lean when I pump my spunk and hands of chump, of machine gun funk I bliss, like the fist, of the mantis Those who oppose get dropped and hit the canvas With rigormor', I hit you in the core and pop your legs well in the figure four You can't stop the force when the blood is coursin extortion, I'm comin like the headless horseman Enforcin, tortureous slang from a fortune Swordsman, throw your rap corpse in coffins Don't pop glocks at me then cop a plea A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea Deep depths makes rappers salted Weak rappers asses I cracks my foot, off in Lay down them lines with them hard hits And I'm harmin, bombin, with heavy bombardments Pushin, poetry, like weed by the pounds Underground railroad RZA track lay it down I'm hard as pavement, you gaze from amazement Knock you in the head you wonder where the days went It's golden bangles, microphone getting strangled Five-star general, scars you want to angle Bizarre thriller, war scar for a killer Sheisty mic device got my hand-piece throbbin Slice mics precise on down to ice carvings
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Yo, I set the mic in flames, bomb like fighter planes MC's are shot down long range with sniper aim No question marks, the session starts with sparks My flows explodes like hand grenades through your parts Universal soldier, MO's the holder globe in both hands, born to be sole controller Hit the world full blast, my crime pays cash Slip past these cyphers and the flash from the photograph Best-seller compose a rough draft Razor Sharp vocabulary cut glass Actual facts crowds of thousands collapse You can't catch my style with bugs and phone taps Whether rhymes or crimes, I want mines regardless Hard targets, underground like black markets Pirates of the darkest water feel the aura Importer of rough raps that's snuck cross the border Semi-automatic attack'll spray y'all Liquid Sword swingin slay all, I'm AWOL
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Wu-Tang be, killin you softly with this song You won't survive the outcome I bring Def Jams to your eardrums P.L.O. hits the hardest, regardless Felony offenders catchin murder one charges Open cases, got me smoked out in staircases The dark crusader jackin cats in elevators I strike back like the Jedi, from N.Y. It's I illifyin, dope rhyme supplyin I be all you need to rock these mic devices Projectile Shaolin style exiles your juvenile freestyle I'm not your basic street entrepeneuer, crime tour, packs the luger High pursuit for the CREAM like the bodyguard from Bejing Inject you with the morphine, then I flee the murder scene On your facilities, the penalty, DOA Bomb shell your burrow like Bombay Opposites attack that's why these thieves stay strapped As we, travel the glove to put Shaolin on the map I show loyalty, to my fans fully Operational raps, that bust through your skully I'm rated second-to-none I be the top gun From the land of the Slums spittin blades from my tongue Park your slug slinger, hit you with the sleeper Hit-seeker, sounds that be a-ttackin your speaker Watch me bang the headpiece kid there's no survival My flow lights up the block like a homicidal Murder, underground beef for the burger P.L.O., criminal thoughts you never heard of
(Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)) (Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city (Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle) This is just one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) Realize..
(Inspectah Deck) We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some Lofts of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be Forcing my hand to make me, off this man I never claimed killer, I came iller stayed realer Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling Boat names with cocaine dreams screaming "I own the game!" I'm so stained Novacaine doesn't slow the pain Lost so many I don't fear death, no tears left Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left When they said "At fifteen he'll be already dead" I'm here heavy head steady sipping Remy Red Wild fellow trying to keep my mind settled Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) I'm just a city guy living fly getting high Live it till I die getting by, whipping by Stand solidified big times to different sides Here's your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe)
(Inspectah Deck) Yo, we caped up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast One with the city, fight for sections of land Can't sleep till the check's in my hand It's still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle I don't give a fuck about much but my beloved and such 'Cause nobody to trust but us It's New York life, walk like what you talk like Or you might get tossed right off the ninth floor Every day is war, rhoaming through the wasteland Focused, trying to make grands Hammers poaking out the waistband In this cash race, they can't stand the pace I plan to make millions and marinate Across town my Fam is straight Cash rules, so naturally it had me The temptress teasing me, I lust badly She said "You want professional and records sold? Let it go" And I replied "This is the only life I'll ever know..."
(Hook: Inspectah Deck) (It's the only life I'll ever know... You know?) I trust, in no one but us Trust, in no one but us Trust, in no one but us
(Inspectah Deck) Yeah, years later, hey I made it, no explaining how Walking forward through the fire while it rain down We claim Sex & Slang and aim weapons But still trying to live the +Good Times+ like James Evans And, we'll stick you for your shine (Hustle) Nickel for a dime (Trouble) This you're gonna find (Muscle) If you wanna grind (Struggle) Digits on the mind (Couple) Figures for the crime (Scuffle) Fists or with the nine (Bubble) Living on the line (The line, the line...)
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) Get money, get fly, get busy, get live Get over, get by, get women, get high Get right!
(Inspectah Deck) Think you can stop us, really? Ya'll niggaz got to feel me Peel out Suzuki's, make those Kawasaki's pop a wheelie Cuz only I could hold me, V.S.O.P. control me Better watch those rollies, yo, we crash spots, warn the police You think you know me, cool as Coolie High, co-chief Roamin' the streets, black like no justice and no peace Keepin' the pace, not gon' lose my place, in this paper chase Smell this pie we bake, make your plate, take a taste Make no mistakes, though, some toes gettin' stepped on My name is tephlon, hook 'em like it's methadone Whenever the record's on, set the bomb, test my arm I'm never alarmed, the best are harmed when the pressure's on Back on the block, pull up on the spot, drunk's pop Once a drop, echoin' through ghettoes like gun shots Pull out that twenty spot, what we got's above hot Killa Beez, we run shop, runnin' from the top, it goes
(Chorus)
(Inspectah Deck) Listen, baby, work your dance, to this verse I chant Victim of my circumstance, get at me, first chance Bet it's a short deal, good, how ya'll feel Ditech, it's all wheel, gonna make 'em all kneel Givin' the play, million shipped today, who got shit to say? Poured it in Broadway, check me out in the big display That's overlookin', Bronx, Queens, Brooklyn Staten, Manhattan, wherever there's a hood in I dig my foot in, men of honor like I'm Cuba Gooding You was bookin' when they jumped off, but who was lookin' Via satellite, I broadcast the fast light That's right, pass the mic, load me up, I'll crash it tight When in the zone, I lose it, I'll put them blown in fuses There's no explainin', no escapin' and no excuses Move if you true, the kid is due, let my niggaz through Gettin' physical and the streets continue to
(Chorus)
(Bridge: Inspectah Deck) Yeah, yeah Ya'll, and that's right ya'll And we goin' no where, it's all night ya'll I love my ladies with jeans that fit tight ya'll For all my fellas on bikes with chrome pipes, ya'll Ya'll from the north, west, south to the east side We really don't mind, we rep each side Haters get mad, they left outside You feel what I feel, then come inside
(Inspectah Deck) The eyes like David Caress, so check my following Move with The Movement, that's your only option My coalition, all in position on this mission No quittin', slowly inchin' closer to this vision Wont you listen, couldn't inflict your system with conviction Stop your bitchin', hard times is all you're gettin' See the fire in my eyes, desire in my vibes Liar in disguise, never measure eye and eye On any of us, what, bounce, before you get touched The town's not big enough, give it up, get it shut Down like Studio 54, you know that this be raw, you know that this be war I'm ahead of the game, why lose, it's better to gain, no darts Are ever the same, Deck's my name, I never changed On the road to riches, out to foe the snitches I roll wit chicks who pose for pictures, they rich and hold the figures
(Inspectah Deck) Ye-yeah Smooth like a green Caddy, ya fiend badly Heads spin like Giovanni's on the Navi Hammers spit, quick as the darts, niggaz part Like the Red Sea, test me, I'm sick with the art Been held back, it's either rap or sell smack Black Knight like Martin Lawrence run tell that It's the I-N-S-P-E-C-T-A-H Livin' life on the line, I hope I see daybreak This is ground level, rounds echo out the Special Be easy, U.D.'s out to get you Throw it in a mash (so fast) Known to spaz (so as) We like strippers makin' niggaz (throw cash) Smoke the blue green (call it Joe Cash) Fake thugs (hold ass) You be the next rapper (callin' Onas) Wanna measure my size? I rise above the norm The urban icon ridin' on the eye of the storm, fool
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) All my people from the front to back If you want it like that just.. MOVE! Get ill, no time to chill Yo, you feel what I feel then.. MOVE! Girlfriend, you love how it sounds Put ya drink down and.. MOVE! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON!
(Inspectah Deck) What ya do now, put ya loot down You can bet it on the new sound Heavy like a Hummer on deuce pounds True hounds, on the loose in ya town Bound to the move the crowd, it's The Movement (you down?) Scream at the top of ya lungs Pop one for Aaliyah, Left Eye, BIG, 'Pac and Pun Ride with my shotgun, rock with son Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned Comin' live y'all, gangsta like white walls On the blue Snoop Deville, watch ya eyeballs Blade stay choppin' the track, game top of the pack I spit flames y'all acknowledge the fact Find out Big Rug get it poppin' like that Throw it down like Stackhouse, cockin' it back So ladies? Is you wit me now? Don't fake down Everybody brace yaselves, it's a shakedown
(Chorus)
(Inspectah Deck) I do this for dough, but it's really for love Feel me, it's love for hot girls, willies and thugs My groups cross seas, call us junglin' thugs And it's sure to move ya feet like a gun in the club I blaze like a ounce and a half, stay countin' the cash For all lames that doubtin' my craft He's no pretender, he won't surrender (He's a rebel) Don't y'all remember? A major player in the game Play the frontline, ain't afraid to make a change I stay way beyond range So far from the norm my code name's Doc Strange Now get down with the get down Sendin' missles to all my dogs in the big house Make 'em wig out, Spiderman still on the web Log on like ya clickin' the mouse, yeah!
"He who write the songs.." - repeated throughout the intro
(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Festos (who got it, huh, who got it?) Underdawgz in the building, U.D.'s (who got it, huh, who got it?) Streetlife, Size/7, what, Johnny Blaze (who got it, huh, who got it?) Yeah, what, it's a Shaolin thing y'all, get familiar
(Inspectah Deck) Truth scholar, you holla up the few dollars I work it overtime, whether white or blue collar I prove my honor, cuz I been through the drama Wu-Chronicles, and I continue the saga Chart topper, rhyme tough as body armor When I speak, I hold the globe like a Dhali Llama The flow is aqua, pa, you swimmin' wit the known piranha The soul father, get to know my whole persona Like Shaquana, from Guyana, stay lace in cabana For papa, she shake her tata's like maracas Fiend for the block opera, your top sponsor Got you locked in the scope of the rocket launcher Stop your offers, cop mine, I drop it monster Let the rhyme inside your mind like chocolate ganja, it's the worst
(Chorus: sampled singer (Inspectah Deck)) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs, he..
(Inspectah Deck) I supply the fire, let your headsets be the bomb One song, give you pipe dreams like Cheech & Chong Got dough, cop and go, all else breeze along Be strong, the high last four weeks long Get your eat on, she'll hold you til the fever is gone Got you cold sweatin', and up creepin' til dawn Wide eyed, off the side, no sleepin' on morn' O.D.'ing, just the side effects, so, please be warned Son, I raise your blood pressure like tight jeans and thongs Guaranteed like throwin' the bomb to Keyshawn Put your peeps on, I spice it up like Dijon We be, ease to calm, to the streets we belong Don't be alarmed, cuz indeed the heat is on So hot, to touch me, you need tweezers and tongs If I breathe on the mic, it's left weakened and torn Til he gone, you'll be leanin' like your sneakers are worn, off the worst
(Chorus)
(Inspectah Deck) I got the works, like a Burger deluxe, you heard it was us Got You All in Check like Dirty and Bust' Play dirty and rough, remain thirsty for bucks Seein' dollar signs like today's the first of the month Dunn, it hurts when I touch, flames burst off the verses I bust Some wanna scuff, but ain't worthy enough What? I burn you up rookie, just hang your jersey up I'm on the east side, workin' at a Mercury truck Seen me servin' up the uncut, that certainly crush Murderous, first to bust, expert in the clutch That's my word up, loose links, lurk in the cut On the re-up, be sure to catch a third degree rush Here's your beat up, I keep the cut, verbally plush Keep a burnin' Dutch, heat tucked and burgundy chucks Won't you turn it up, them wit the girlies, they lust It's the dopeman, my jams run your thirty and up, it's the worst
(Intro: DJ Kay Slay) Yeah, this that brand new Rebel I.N.S., back on the set This shit is off the dial, Shaolin Style, better hold on to something
(Inspectah Deck) Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, head or gut Yes, us, Lexus and next trucks Flesh plush, land plus, extras Cess, dust, whatever get you messed up Test us, get crushed, next up Better luck, we takin' off with jet thrust Under pressure, they can't take the head rush Talk to me, go and take the walk through me Or yours truly, will screw you like a tour groupie War duty, after I'mma call Suzy Tall cutie, she'll do me like a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, nothin' match me You think you out of my league, now how can that be? Son, you follow my lead, playin' the back seat Ya'll ride dicks like a taxi, it's like that Here we go..
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) I roll fat, holdin' a stash (it's like that) Home girl, blowin' my jack (like that) We boys in the mist of the noise (it's like that) We big boys whippin' them toys (like that) We up late, runnin' from jake (like that) And still got money to make (it's like that) From now until we finish the game (like that) The world gonna cherish the name (it's like that)
(Inspectah Deck) Downtown blowin' my sound, blew out your Alpines Feel me, I did it for dough, this ain't about rhymes Cash on delivery, not leavin' without mines Face tried to powder my shine, it's about time To politic, poppin' the clip, bust off the hot shit Holler this, monstrous hit, and stop ya gossip I rep, what you expect, I took a set back Crept back, nursin' my wounds, lookin' for get back Forced to bring the pain, make 'em say my name Rings have changed, shinin' like I'm Ving Rhames Or King James, hustlin', I sling game Sting lames, this money makin' things change I bless heads, push past the full macs Left for dead, raised by the wolf packs Black hoods, leathers with the wool hats Draw blood, don't even pull gats, it's like that
(Interlude: DJ Kay Slay) Aiyo, ya'll better kick your shoes off And come on in!
(Chorus)
(Interlude: DJ Kay Slay) Aiyo, this is all for my Metro card, one dollar cab niggaz Niggaz who walk here, and all the ladies who stood on line in the rain With the bouncers who let the thugs slide, come on, come on..
(Inspectah Deck) The streets watch, ya'll gon get ya teeth knocked The heats hot, bustin' til the beef stop Preach not, our goal is to reach the top Knees drop, I light it up and clean shop Built with better design, clever mind Verbal tech 9, light years, ahead of my time And I, walk with, criminals who talk shit We talk business, the blocks is our office Many have come, few that could walk this Roam too far, catch static like a cordless I'm off this, pimpin' a broad, beyond gorgeous Gettin' lost, dippin' in twin Porsches, it's like that
(Intro: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck)) Yo, what's poppin' off out here son? Yo, hold up, I think that's my baby mama on the phone Damn, yo, hold on, yo hold on for a second Yo, man, you see shorty right there (look at shorty right there) Yo, I'mma call you back in a second, aight?
(Streetlife) Yo, excuse me Miss Thang with your nose ring The way your body swing, you make a nigga wanna sing I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things And you highly motivated by what money brings You got a dope fetish, attitude to go get it A little athletic, no need for cosmetics A little bowlegged, street smarts and good credit You got the best part, that's why you actin' hard headed It's a man's world, baby girl, don't forget it But what's a thug without his ladybug, I must respect it I know a woman's worth, ladies come first I'm the Sun, you're the Earth, mother of the universe I know what you like, you go for the street type Who keep the g tight, and hit the G-spot right I just might, call my wife Tell her "Baby, I'm not comin' home tonight"
(Chorus: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck) {both}) Damn (yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there {I need you in my life, girl, girl} (Yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there (Look at shorty right there) damn {In my life, my life}
(Inspectah Deck) Yeah, checkin' baby girl with the wavy curls Precious lady pearl in the shady world Please to meet you, your dress fit as if see through Niggas treat you like royalty and dream to freak you Diva in your own right, keep your home right Bad bitch with the switch, let's trip the strobe lights Tight with the Power-U, I'll devour you Everything about you, make me scout you No doubt, boo, make me fiend for a taste Your hot like a fireplace, shows in your face Now, come out the closet, baby girl, it's safe Just a taste, of sex, lies and videotape Let's skate, but late on the way, sound clever Drinkin' brown leather, she down for whatever We he call tomorrow, that's the question asked Call it love at first sight, til the next one pass like
(Chorus)
(Streetlife) Look at shorty right there, with the six-pack Lookin' like a fruit snack with the shoe strapped to her knee caps
(Inspectah Deck) Look at shorty right there in the blue Range With the two bangs, high in the eye, she's a true dame
(Streetlife) Nah, look at shorty right there, with the mini skirt With pink finky shirt, the way her body jerk make my jimmy hurt
(Inspectah Deck) Nah, shorty right there, the amazon Six foot three, with the glasses on, built for a marathon
(Streetlife) Look at shorty right there with the big hips (where?) With the group of chicks, aiyo, lady who ya'll rollin' wit?
(Inspectah Deck) Shorty right there, with the white dude In the sky blue, knowin' she fly, friend is right too... Look at shorty right there!
(Intro: Inspectah Deck) There comes a time when you'll be stripped of your stripes Take away the accolades, and look yourself in the face, you know No lactose, just a reality dose We keep it true, yeah, yo
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) You wanna be large, you wanna be hard You wanna be God, you're not quite You wanna be thugs, you wanna be Bloods You wanna be loved, is that right? You wanna be friends, you wanna be him You wanna be them, you act like You wanna be live, you wanna be fly You wanna be high, I gotta be me
(Inspectah Deck) Born July 6th, 3:23 With a finger for the world up in front of me Had the gall, had a ball, but ain't have shit Played the hall, played some ball, average black kid With a passion to live and see the lands Without sacrificin' my soul or meet demands I strive for what I live for, me and my Clan And searched for provocative plans to feed the Fam This is no act or mirage, never rocked a corsage Spanned the globe on roam, nobody God See everybody's a thug, everybody sold drugs Everybody rocked an ice cold mug Most killas I know, is either six feet below Or lost in the system, doin' years in the hole It's the changin' of the God, witness the move But your feet not big enough to fit in my shoes, nigga
(Chorus)
(Inspectah Deck) Far from the inventor, like Notorious said But I'm quick to pull my sword and it's off with your head I never was a dick rider, you never see me try to Be like that dude, soft, plus, he wack too Put the money on wood, make it all good Then make arrangements, I'm bringin' my hood Pushin' four wheel motion with the sounds and tints In suspense, ya'll snake eyes bounce off the tents See, they rent cars and jewels to fool you In the video, actin' like, that's how they really flow But only a low percentage know Only five every hundred make dough, they say so Oh, you got a rollie plus a six point o But no, you're not authentic, you're just for show Lookin' for the next free ride to latch on In the short amount of time, watch the world catch on that
(Chorus)
(Inspectah Deck) And that's who I be Money back guarantee, if it's not quality This here's official, if not, I wouldn't hit you I gotta be true, I take offense to the issue Not your typical rituals I chant Givin' the chance, watch it rain like an Indian dance State it like Abe, at Gettysburg, bet he's heard Through galaxies, aliens stuck on every word Livin' legend, veteran known to set trend Flex powers on the mic, like the X-Men Destined to hit the hall of fame, quick But ya'll kick the same lame shit Kick 'em in the groin, for playin' both sides of the coin Now who will be the next click you join I stand on my own two feet, truly unique That's the difference between you and me, you wanna be
(Inspectah Deck) I represent myself and my own defense Innocent by reason of no evidence Plus they're tryin' pick the punishment the judge insists My fingerprints were traced back to six gun clips Cop witness, who try and testify on my click He on the payroll that's why I got my prior dismissed This is framework, somehow they got ahold of my flick The night in question, I was restin' home with my chick Then the spot was blown, cops rushed in, shots were blown I jetted out the lab with socks and boxers on Undercover chased me down for three weeks He ceased to interrogate like I might speak But no, I won't tell ya who I work for And no, I won't tell ya who the work's for You can hit me with the book, brick, hammer and all I dig a tunnel or just scale the jailhouse wall Your honor..
(Chorus: unknown reggae artist) True me ??? Dem a see me push weight and dem claim dem see me, dem try frame me But me nah snitch, they try and test me me bust my clip Me on de blunts all de time and de gyal dem a wine True dem Rebel I and I, we bust down de sign Try frame me but nah me nah snitch They try test me me bust my clip
(Kool G. Rap) They got me framed, locked and chained Cuz some lame on the block was slain Cops came but I ain't pop a flame Hear me ya honor? I ain't dropped a thing I was cuffed, they told me that somebody dropped my name And the time they tryin' to match me with is not the same I was knocked from 8:00 to the time the shot went rang When I woke up, I smoked up and watched the game Then I laid up with my bitch and got rocked with brain Release me from this Elymer Fudd shit, the glove don't fit Too tall for the cop description and slugs don't fit He was hit with a nine right? I bust slugs with a fifth You got any of my D.N.A. or blood up in this bitch? I'm not the guy aligned to fall, this not my crime at all You lock me up, I'm climbin' the wall You want me scapegoat, so stay close, alliance will call With some grimy niggas schemin' on the shines in the hall Fuck that, you and the D.A. spit-shine our balls You can catch up with me some other time, from mines to yours
(Chorus)
(Killa Sin) Come on a plea bargain for what, your honor? Nah yo I ain't do shit, the only thing I'm coppin' is a new whip The night it happened I was lampin' at a deuce flick with two chicks Kim and Chris, we guzzle Cris' on some Rush Hour 2 shit I knew the kid, yeah we had problems, yeah I robbed him Now it's '98 though and the handgun was a revolver You tryin' to play me on an old case but I hold no weight Turned myself in, I skated on them keystone jakes Right description, right Killa, wrong case, I didn't hit him Here's the verdict, not guilty, not tryin' to see a prison Got my life on the line, you wanna grind me through ya system And have my family and my wiz cryin', I miss 'em You buggin', you the same judge that framed K with the drugs Somebody came up dead and now you wanna blame us? This shit is too much, aiyo before you screw us I'll grab the bailiff's gun and light this whole room up {*gunshot*}
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) We keep (bump & grindin') we keep We keep (bump & grindin') yeah In the 'Jects stay (bump & grindin') Up top they (bump & grindin') Downtown they (bump & grindin') In the Hill, we (bump & grindin') That's right (bump & grindin') That's right, yo (bump & grindin')
(Inspectah Deck) In the middle of the floor, they actin' hardcore With shirts off, flirtin', of course, the Dom pour Segal split, diggin' that hit from way back I gained that lady with the black Baby Phat Stacked in the back, that ass, crazy fat She bump and grindin', makin' it clap Baby, stop playin', why you shake it like that? When you know how my dogs like to chase the cat Hot lights, camera, action, packed in Back to the front, eight cats on the blunt The tracks gotta pump, the rats wanna thump We strapped from the junk, got gats in the trunk My niggas run the V.I.P., B.Y.T. Slip pass security to be by me And I might be slidin' that too, providin' I do Invite your crew, and I'll invite mine too
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) We'll be (bump & grindin') In the back they (bump & grindin') Up top they (bump & grindin') Right here we (bump & grindin') At home (bump & grindin') Out of town we (bump & grindin') Haters, they see us (bump & grindin') Uh huh, uh huh (bump & grindin')
(Inspectah Deck) We at the bar like what? Sweatin' out the Henny, no doubt, we fucked up But not enough, to let you call my bluff You feel what I feel, then raise your cup You holdin' that hydro, blaze it up I'm high with my eyes on snakes in the cut Cuz some be playin' the wall, hatin' it all Prayin' I take the fall, but they small This, it can't stop like Shaq with the rock I can stand in the lot and still smash the spot Got the grass in my sock with the hash and block Might blast your top, don't crash your drop Keep movin', shakin', don't stop What you doin', stay with it, won't stop Til you blue in the face with it, can't stop Til, it's a new day, dig it? Off top
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) We be (bump & grindin') Shaolin we (bump & grindin') All the time (bump & grindin') Shorty, she stay (bump & grindin') In the 'Jects (bump & grindin') Tear up the club (bump & grindin') Gettin' money (bump & grindin', bump & grindin')
(Inspectah Deck) Damn girl, I love the way that fits Hug your waist and hips, how you sway that switch D.J., keep playin' that hit Watch her shake that shit, I can't take that shit Find you in the back burnin', fat sermon on the wax turnin' Earnin' cash, puttin' work in Certain, to pop it off son, keep it urban Floatin' with some perfect Timbs, powdered in suburban Catch me in the midst, Ninja with the fifth in the gripper Mr. Big Picture, city slicker Who makes loot, sway suits and flavor boots Stay loose off the Henny, the Remy or Gray Goose Make moves like a wrestler, spark your hate groove Make truce with berettas and birds and eight coups Toxi' off the fine bubbly, dubs shine on the buggy Got your eyes blurry, dimes love me
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) Cuz we (bump & grindin') New York (bump & grindin') The Dirty Dirty (bump & grindin') Mid West Be (bump & grindin') West Coast (bump & grindin') Overseas they (bump & grindin') In the Benz they (bump & grindin') Everybody (bump & grindin')
(Outro: Inspectah Deck) That's right, Phantom of the Beat, ya'll We make hits for the streets, ya'll Rebel I., get familiar
(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Yeah, back from the dead It's the Rebel, I Soldier, I told ya I shall return, yeah
(Inspectah Deck) Ya'll done fucked up, lettin' me live, something's got to give I'm positive, you're gonna all pay homage Believe me, I ain't lyin' down that easy And that thought applies for those who proud to see me Through the distraction, I was wounded in action An act of betrayal, but I knew the assassin Now I pack a vengeance like Steven Seagal I'm back from the trenches to even the odds and...
(Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck) You hear the rockets red glare? The bombs burstin' in air? Gave proof through the night, that I stood through the fight Yeah, the Rebel's still here, what?
(Inspectah Deck) Ya'll better rock ya'll hoodies And hold your girl tight, before we pop that pussy It be so real, I don't need no deal My mass appeal make a marvel out how he so ill Ya'll time is up, try your luck, ya'll wind up Fucked up, before you even recognize I struck Roll with the live dozen, got all eyes buzzin' With strong rhymes cousin, been a long time comin' Break your weak links, in the chain, fuck your mink, and your reign Son is lame, plus he thinks it's a game But, we about to apply the heat (the heat) And snatch him up out the driver's seat I put my life on it, post up like who want it Blast off with the force to send ya'll in orbit Wild like whitey's in the mosh pit, yeah we gon' start shit Pack 'em down, then corner the market
(Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck) To all my real M.C.'s, the ones without a deal M.C.'s The ones who kick the real life music Let's link, them niggas can't move no more units
(Inspectah Deck) For life I'll be underground, their first thought Was yo, "How did he survive with no commercial support?" Damn right, I miss the corporate politics and tricks Where the SoundScan is rigged and contracts are fixed I sit in the pit where the grime exist Legendary, they still lovin' my rhymes from 9-6 Now I'm back, that's my word as I reveal this shit By choice or by force, ya'll gonna feel this shit, ya hear?
(Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck) Yo, this is all out war, I'm callin' on all outlaws Son, they new to the art, ain't true to the heart Who's down for the cause, huh?
(Intro: Inspectah Deck) 2009!! Geez Yeah, this be that old school type shit Yeah, that Blaxploitation shit (Afro picks, Cadillac whips) We gon' hit you like Truck Turner, with the burner
(Inspectah Deck) I'm the Stereotype, in the zone where chrome meet chrome Hard heads call it home sweet home I rep that, hat to the back, chrome blaze Low fade, blazin' the haze in the hallways Young black nigga, bout to come back bigger Rap action figure, that's strapped with the spitter I serve mankind like a super hero Gonna move the people, with sharp darts to the ear hole And terror spin, veteran style, ghetto child Call his name, hear it echo for miles Check my fouls, before you get wild, reconcile Trust, I touch kids, but I'm no pedophile The Superfly, I, O'Neal, holdin' the steel With the ounce from the greenhouse bent behind the wheel What's the deal? Dick riders on board In this Bloodsport, I'm like Jean Claude, yes, lord
(Chorus 2X: sampled singer (Inspectah Deck)) This thing, is gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes, time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype
(Inspectah Deck) The Stereotype, this life, I'm knee deep in The creeps keep creepin', the heat streets sweepin' The greed keeps feedin', the seeds need teachin' Police be seekin', all the ones free speechin' Guns be blowin', young g's holdin' Nerve control 'em, they say that son be zonin' I'm half Huey, half Malcolm, part Martin Mixed with Mark Garvey, sharp as Sharpton A known fact, that I stay pro black I go back like Kojak or Bobby Womack Or maybe Jim Brown, been down from Ground Zero Crowned reknown hero, sound pounds your earlobe Mean daddy like a '69 green Caddy Seen daddy soakin' that fox, she beam badly With more drama than you find in the flicks I'm Dolomite, without the afro picks or flyin' kicks, it's...
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(Inspectah Deck) My chain hang loose like I wear my jeans I got soul like Rakim and Grandma Green's I represent The Projects, everything hood Big wolves in the woodwork, everything good In the bright lights, Big City, it's ten times gritty Doin' life on the streets, whose biddin' wit me? Regardless, I'mma hold mine down, load my pound Target on the unknowns who roam my town There they go on that bullshit, when it go down You know who the culprit, sure enough The R-E-B-E, L, yell it freely I, call him Stereo, T-Y-P-E Greasy, on the hunt for the big easy Switch the game like plantin' cracks on the D.T. Say what you say, G, hate don't mistake me Or play me like a must paid fee, that ain't me
(Inspectah Deck) We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend saw it, he got the gun, he want a dime for it The hood life, chicks and thugs, crips and bloods Dippin' on the judge, pushin' whips and drugs Burnin' big buds, gettin' love, spinnin' them dubs For the taste of it, the low lifes'll split your mug It's the home of the brave, the zone of the slave We all want it, but gettin' it's, a whole 'nother page The young guns wantin' respect, flossin' the tech Bitches wanna strip, now it's all for the check Yo, everyday, lives at stake, pies to bake Same knife that cuts your throat divides the cake For the hustlers, thugs, who scheme to survive And all in between, scream "Fuck a 9 to 5"
(Chorus: Inspectah Deck) In the bright lights, the big city The thieves stay crawlin' at night, with eyes shifty In the bright lights, the big city The fiends come sortin' the price, with nine fifty In the bright lights, the big city They squeeze off, lustin' for shine and die quickly In the bright lights, the big city The streets take a whole of your mind, it gets gritty
(Inspectah Deck) Daydreams, bought and sold The high price we livin' might cost your soul Secret indictments, furrows, with roll hoes Codefendant, I hope he don't tell what he knows Exposed to a life of crime since I was nine Gettin' money by design, despite the time Hustlin' to be a man and feed my fam My wife, my seed, my land, completes the plan Please understand, either legal or scam I see the thieves in the van, I can't beat the man Still monster ballin', eatin', speakin' ebonics Wit foreign cars, custom made clothes and chronic Bank rolls and prophets, shine solar powered Fine hoes that's bout it, long as you keep they nose powdered Obey street laws, careful what you say You can play, but you might not make it through the day
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(Inspectah Deck) It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from goin' under, I'm used to gettin' over I'm deep in the middle, indeed the heat sizzle For the littlest beef, even the seeds keep pistols Foreigners talk funny, friends they want from me But all I need is long money and a strong honey I need it "fast", I'm "furious" like Vin Diesel I'm lookin' at my plate wit food for ten people So, do what you gotta do, do what you want to The blocks hot like a sauna, cops try to pawn you The fiends trick you, dude behind you wanna get you On the grind, your best friend'll talk for a figure Walk wit a nigga, see it, don't talk about it, be it Don't walk around, then beat it, we all bound to feel it This ain't the town (for real), so watch your tour (that's right) What's goin' down (what's up), its poppin' off
(Hook: Inspectah Deck - repeat 2X) To anyone whoever lost one Survival it may cost one
(Inspectah Deck) Yo, what up kid it's been a few years So many blood, sweat and tears shed Ya name still appears in my head It seems like yesterday we floated to Queens Holdin' cream, only 16, 'bout to load up the triple beam Paper chasin', gettin' thrown in the pens over and over again Comin' home sittin' low in ya bed If ya stairin' down on me right now show me the path So I know that havin' my people can close the gaps Me, daily I spar as I tour this world bizarre I've been hit pretty hard, suprised I made it this far Seen your daughter yesterday, she's such a beaurtiful girl Besides today, ain't nothin' really new in my world So I wish you was here, we had a vision and the picture was clear We'd both get rich off this and disappear Your life is over but your legacy's just begun And that is said, only the good die young I guess it's all good
(Chorus: Mojehan (Inspectah Deck)) Cradle to the Grave (from the Cradle to the Grave) Don't throw your life away Such a price to pay I still feel the pain I remember when Things were so different then But I'll remain ya friend 'Til we meet again
(Inspectah Deck) Is Heaven any different from Hell? Is it worth the battle? In search of Heaven I can get trapped too Sometimes I wanna join you, take my place upstairs But I'm not ready to leave my family in despair I know if you was here you'd be rockin' the latest Nike Airs All the fires gear burnin' one, totin' hardwear Or we hit Lennox, check precise set of Lexus Check the message on the pager; "it's two bucks the next chicks" I had to do this, for Earnie Sayon and Aaron Lewis And all my families that have been through this And I know my days are numbered too because of you Aiyo you got it locked, hold me a spot for when I come through 'Til then I gotta be strong, a time bomb One step from doin' life, my rap sees miles long But like simply when I keep holdin' on But I can only hold on for so long
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(Inspectah Deck) It's a Cold World kid, you ain't really missed much It's hard just to get up, it's hard not to give up I struggled tryna move up, I might lose touch Been fightin' all my life for my right to do such To all my single mothers strugglin' Life bitters to the thugs out hustlin', here me To all who walked the long road and met the end of the route I miss you all so I send this out
"It has come to our attention that a mysterious force is LOOSE.. somewhere in outer space."
"The mysteries of creation are there."
"Up in the sky?" "Up in the sky."
"The moon and the planets are there. And new hopes for knowledge and peace are there. And therefore as we set sail; we ask God's blessing -- on the most hazardous, and dangerous, and greatest adventure of which man has ever embarked." --> John F. Kennedy
"Prepared for liftoff."
[Guru] I Self Lord And Master, shall bring disaster to evil factors Demonic chapters, shall be captured by Kings Through the storms of days after Unto the Earth from the Sun through triple darkness to blast ya with a force that can't be compared to any firepower, for it's mindpower shared The brainwake, causes vessels to circulate like constellations reflect at night off the lake Word to the father, and Mother Earth Seeking everlasting life through this Hell for what it's worth Look listen and observe and watch another C-Cypher pullin my peeps to the curb Heed the words; it's like ghetto style proverbs The righteous pay a sacrifice to get what they deserve Cannot afford to be confined to a cell Brainwaves swell, turnin a desert to a well Experience the best teacher; thoughts will spray like street sweepers Little Daddy street preacher Illustrious feature, narrator you select Accompanied by Deck plus the DJ you respect The seven and a half combine, over the frontline The ten percenters, promotin slander in the airtime Bear in mind jewels be the tools of the trade Sharp veins heavenly praise and dues are paid
Above the crowds, above the clouds where the sounds are original Infinite skills create miracles Warrior spiritual -- above the clouds reigning/raining down, holdin it down
[Inspectah Deck] Yeah; I leave scientists mentally scarred, triple extra large Wild like rock stars who smash guitars Poison bars from the Gods bust holes in your mirage and catch a charge shake em down like the riot squad Invade your zone, ruin like ancient Rome I span the universe and return to Earth to claim my throne The maker, owner, plus soul controller Ayatollah rest in the sky, the cloud's my sofa Stand like Collossus, regardless to whom or what Numerous attempts at my life, so who to trust Who but us, to supply you with the fire? The burning truth, 150 Absolut proof On the mic like Moses spoke in golden scribe Survivor of the oldest tribe whose soldiers died I notified families, we shed tears and more but our hands are the ammo cause the battle's still on Sound the horn; we come rumblin through the function Precise laser beam technique to touch somethin When we die hard, to build the monument to honor us with Humungous effect in the world - we could have conquered it
Above the crowds, above the clouds where the sounds are original Infinite skills create miracles Warrior spiritual -- above the clouds reigning/raining down, holdin it down
Above the crowds, above the clouds where the sounds are original Infinite skills create miracles Warrior spiritual -- above the clouds reigning/raining down, holdin it down
힙합사에 있어 우탱 클랜(Wutang Clan)이란 거대 집단이 가지는 막강한 영향력을 부인할 수 있는 사람은 아마 없을 것이다. 비록 지금은 다 허물어진 성터에 간신히 그 깃발만을 꽂아놓은 초라한(?) 신세로 전락하였지만, 집단의 수장인 르자(Rza)를 비롯하여 개성과 실력을 겸비한 각 멤버들의 등장은 분명 힙합씬 전체를 뒤흔들었던 하나의 대사건이었다. 데뷔 앨범 [Enter The Wutang]의 큰 성공에 힘입은 우탱 클랜의 멤버들은 앞다투어 자신의 솔로 앨범을 발매하기 시작하였는데, '검사관'이란 뜻의 이름을 가진 인스펙타 덱(Inspectah Deck)은 이러한 행보와는 조금 다른 노선을 견지해온 인물이다. 대부분의 다른 멤버들이 우탱의 음악 감독인 르자의 전폭적인 지원을 받으며 우탱이란 이름 안에...
