Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Act Like You Know, artist - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. Album song Mecca And The Soul Brother, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.06.1992
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Act Like You Know |
Here comes the hurricane, C.L. |
same name |
Cut by the grain when I land upon the plain |
Jah knew the Hebrew, a Papa Duke need you |
But none of the fam who saw had a clue |
Escalate the prime rate, words coagulate |
Generate the mind’s state, never can deflate |
Nigga, you jigaboo, it doesn’t have to be you |
Funny like a cartoon, Pepe Le Pew |
Pimp are the lyrical, g-string the individual |
But the metaphysical isn’t spriritual |
Straight from the heart I frame the art |
Tutor up my class, real fast, very smart |
Dictate the technique, wait a minute, I speak |
Loved by my son and a kiss on the cheek |
Stutter-step the concept, blueprint, or pro |
Steady as we go so act like you know |
I stand by the rabbi, sail in Shanghai |
Always had an alibi even if I lie |
Crucial, never neutral, bare the fruitful |
Past time, another rhyme, skedaddle, Yankee Doodle |
Light skin in lovely gyp, just for the honey dip |
Here to make a megahit fit |
Don’t install the pipe dream, renaissance regime |
When you run ragged I pick up the steam |
Chart on the record book, what Corey Love took the hook |
Here’s a new book to civilize a crook |
Purest of the pedigree, feed 'em a line |
C.L., no Jezebel, can never sleep well |
Thick like a dred, at the Club Med |
The Mecca Don said, a fish out of water is dead |
Pete Rock, the soul brother, cruise on a flow |
Swing low and yell «Geronimo! |
«, act like you know |
C.L. |
can play like Nike, come on just do it |
Pacify the Gemini, soul into it |
Pete to my beat is a rock like concrete |
Hard for the street, the cipher never incomplete |
A clean editorial, rather historical |
Affordable, recordable, nifty like a portable |
Mecca is the syndrome, when I come back home |
Boogie on a baritone, listen on a phone |
Libra, the achiever, toke a reefer |
C.L. |
the girl pleaser, like Ebanezer |
So here is the good sign, I incline |
Titties with the bitties when I wine and dine |
Warm like corduroy, comes the bad boy |
But just like Anita, Pete or I bring ya joy |
«Agoobilonians"with your knowledge |
And take as said so, flow and act like you know |