《You Know My Steez》是Gang Starr演唱的歌曲。
基本介紹
- 外文名：You Know My Steez
- 歌曲原唱：Gang Starr
Written by：Keith Elam
That makes me know that we we we we're doing
We had the right idea in the beginning
And and we just need to maintain our focus and elevate
We what we do we update our formulas
We have certain formulas but we update them oh right
With the times and everything you know
And and so you know
The rhyme style is elevated
The style of beats is elevated
But it's still Guru and Premier
And it's always a message involved
The real hip-hop
MC and DJ from your own mind you know
I I guess right now we should start the show
Who's the suspicious character strapped with the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone you clones and all you knuckleheads
Cause MC's have used up extended warranties
While real MC's and DJ's are a minority
But right about now I use my authority
Cause I'm like the Wizard and you look lost like Dorothy
The horror be when I return for my real people
Words that split wigs hitting like some double Desert Eagles
Sporting caps pulled low and baggy slacks
Subtracting all the rappers who lack over Premier's tracks
Severe facts have brought this rap game to near collapse
So as I have in the past I whup ass
Dropping lyrics that be hotter than sex and candlewax
And one-dimensional MC's can't handle that
While the world's revolving on its axis
I come with mad love and plus the illest warlike tactics
The wilderness is filled with this so many people
Searching for false lift I'm here with the skills you've missed
The rejected stone is now the cornerstone
Sort of like the master builder when I make my way home
You know my steez
You know my steez
Let them know do your thing you all keep it live
To the beat you all
The beat is sinister Primo makes you relax
I'm like the minister when I am lacing the wax
I be bringing salvation through the way that I rap
And you know and I know I'm nice like that
Work through worldly problems I got the healing power
When the mic's within my reach I'm feeling more power
Stealing at least three minutes of every rap radio hour
It's often easier for one to give advice
Than it is for a person to run one's own life
That's why I can't be caught up in all the hype
I keep my soul tight and let these lines takes flight
The apparatus gets blessed and suckers get put to rest
No more of the unpure I got the cure for this mess
The wackness is spreading like the plague
MC's lucked up and got paid but still can't make the fucking grade
How many times are wanna be gonna lie
You they must wanna fry they can't touch the knowledge I personify
I travel through the darkness carrying my torch
The illest soldier when I'm holding down the fort
You know my steez
Let them know do your things y'all keep it live
You know my steez
Let them know do your thing y'all keep it live
You know my steez
Let them know do your thing y'all keep it live
You know my steez
Let them know do your thing y'all keep it live
The mic on the microphone you know that
I'm one of the best yet
Some punks ain't paid all of their debts yet
Trying to be fly riding high on the jet-set
With juvenile rhymes making fake-ass death threats
Big deal like En Vogue here's something you can feel
Styles more tangible and image more real
For some time now I've held the scrolls and manuscripts
When it's time to go all out you be like Damn he flipped
Now I'm sick fed up with the bullshit
Got the lyrical full clip giving you a verbal asswhip
Don't trip it's the gifted prolific one
Known as Bald Head Slick
Why is the press all on my di-dick
My style be wilder than a kamikaze pilot
Don't try it I'm about to start more than a fragging riot
Styles unsurpassable and nuccas that's suck as you
Them motherfuckers are harrassable
For I be speaking from my parables and carry you beyond
The mic's either a magic wand
Or it gets tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb
Then I grab your palm no pulse you're gone
And if you thought we'd lose
Our niche in this rap shit you way wrong
I stay up I stay on shine bright like neon
Your song's pathetic synthetic like Rayon
Fat beats they play on want dope rhymes put me on
Word is bond you know my steez
