Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Wassup?!, artist - Gang Starr. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
So Wassup?! |
| So wassup? |
| You know we can’t be havin that |
| Son there’s rules you’re supposed to go by, and this is my habitat |
| You say you’re R-E-P-R-E, S-E-N-T-I-N-G |
| You’re fronting boy, come against me |
| You’re crazy soft while I come off with credibility |
| You’re living in a fantasy world kid, you’re killing me |
| I start to work out, you start to merk out |
| My shit be crazy raw, and out here, I got more clout |
| I’m right in your streets, like I’m Urban Outreach |
| I don’t mean to preach but I’ll impeach your phony form of speech |
| Rhyme perfection, injecting like the surgeon |
| While you be in the club posing, trickin always splurgin |
| Whatever you got, I’m gettin more |
| See you’re insecure, and you can catch my verbal four-four |
| Now you’re facing me, I’m your ultimate challenger |
| It’s the Avenger, your fate is on my calender |
| Notice the spirit I posess is more than holy |
| I’m Gifted, Unlimited, ahh fuck the rest you know niggas know me |
| My lines illuminate your whole spectrum |
| Crush your dome section, punks I wreck em, mics I bless em |
| I don’t know why, MC’s would want to test the man so fly |
| Master of self gaining wealth |
| Cause I’m a mastermind, I stack my rhymes |
| Just for the rainy day, and you can pour out your forty |
| For all the rappers I slay, I bring the bounty back |
| I got more game than the Mack, when I procees to feed the masses |
| I come right and exact, and all those null and voids |
| They shall be destroyed, so don’t be stickin our your hand |
| Cause you ain’t my fuckin homeboy |
| I celebrate after each duck I eliminate |
| This rap game they desecrate, I’m back to set it straight |
| I’m self-made and self-taught |
| You’re style you bought, plus |
| I got the fundamentals handed down from my pops |
| Hobbes your mission, is worthless |
| Your style’s mad nervous, let’s strecth out all our lyrics |
| And let’s see whose go the furthest, word cause |
| It’s puzzling how trifling you be |
| You’re faking making people think that you’re a true MC |
| You best flee, because I’ve come with the science |
| I’m gonna melt down your lies and unmask your phony alliance |
| Extreme house winds, will bring electrical shockwaves |
| Knocking you out the box kid, is something I crave |
| You were gassed from the beginning so your bubble must bust |
| I’ve been laying in the cut, to tear your bitch ass up |
| So wassup?! |