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[DJ Premier]
The real....remix
More MCing and DJing
From your own mind ya know?
`I I guess right now we should start the show`
[Guru]
Please baby we gettin G`s you know the steez baby
Ain`t no if`s no and`s no but`s or no maybe`s
The vibe`ll drive you crazy almost break your neck
Again we take respect, remember Just To Get A Rep?
Sportin baggy pants, mackin stackin finance
Bold figure, older nigga, yo watch me advance
Used to be a small cat, now I`m all that and more
Puttin the pressure on, catchin rep from the dog
Pure secure, injectin like the fuckin doctors
Smoother than silk, more milk than Louie Pasteur
Ask yourself, `Do you wanna mess wit this?`
The specialist, turn the page, I bring the rage when I spits
Then the set gets wet, I bring the crowd into a frenzy
Leave you sleepin wit the fishes, see how them niggas envy
Authentic vocal tone, transmittin like a mobile phone
Welcome to my ghetto my man, hope you can hold your own
I make you first name To The, last name Curb
I gets grimy, stimey, who you? Revenge of the herbs
I ain`t seen you out here, and you ain`t got no clout here
Your style don`t come across, you lost this bout here
At five-eight and three-quarters, I be the warrior sargent
Gang Starr, rippin clubs and bars
Super-star studded, buyin rings that`s flooded
On the low, countin dough in this rap life I love it
You know my steez
`You know my steez` [Method Man]
`Let em know, do your thing dog` [ODB]
`Keep it live` *scratching*
`To the beat y`all`
[Lady of Rage]
Check check check check it out y`all
You best to back off, you jackoff
Rage next to blast off
Get wacked off cuz your half-ass is soft
I bring it to you rough and rugged, chuga lug it
Mothafuckers act like they hate it but mothafuckers love it
I`m the raw dame in this war game, don`t get your jaw tamed
?Or broken? I ain`t no joke and I ain`t jokin
You know my steez when I stand and deliv-de-liv-deliver-er-ies
I Tag MC`s like Freeze and burn em like the third-degree
Now wouldn`t you agree, that the three of us put together
Make it mo` better to make mo` cheddar
Puffin get higher than four centers
Ask Coretta, Scott King on the spot
Who`s the Doc like that man uh, Mart King
Keep march-ing, cuz when it comes to me and The Guru
Like my man Charlie Brown said, the rest of y`all is doo-doo
The butcher, the baker, time to meet your maker
Tell you to your face, you ain`t nuttin but a faker
You`re cheesy fo` sheezy, next to me you`re measly
Believe me, I kick that shit so sick I`ll make ya queasy
Now easy, Premier scratch that shit like fleas
Three men and The Lady, and uh, you know my steez
`You know my steez`
`Let em know, do your thing dog`
`Keep it live`
`You know my steez`
`Let em know, do your thing dog`
`Keep it live`
`You know my steez`
`Let em know, do your thing dog`
`Keep it live`
`You know my steez`
`Let em know---`
`The mic`
[Kurupt]
Yo yo yo (who are you?)
The monotone, melodic microphone
Poetical mac-milly from Philly illy-syndrome
Clouds`ll form, which starts the wind storm
And the young Gang Starr posse front in full
Kick off like a gauge, then seek the stage
In a seek-and-destroy mission to burn and blaze
Vanish a few, K-U-R-U-P-T, R-A-G-E and Guru
Let`s simplify it nigga, just don`t try it
What I recite, ignite mics, my voice encourage riots
I don`t talk it, I live it, I don`t give up, I give it
I bring it, bust it, don`t sing it
Get in your veins, melt mics and spit flames
Get in your brains, explode like propane
Yo Premier (what) tell these niggas this our year
Flow through like a breeze, murder MC`s wit ease
You know my steez, steez, steez, steez Send " You Know My Steez 3 Men And A Lady Remix" Ringtone to your Cell