| Hey yo kid bust this, it’s time to drop the flavour
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| I’m fly as can be, I’m rhymin' on my good behaviour
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| From New York City kickin' dope rhymes that you savour
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| Take it from the top, I cut MCs just like a razor
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| It’s time to kick 'cause I always do the trick
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| The shit that you always poppin' all amount to a flick
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| Stick nigga’s up with the hype rhyme filled with ammo
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| Blast from the past bullets passin' through your abdomen
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| Rin tin tin I troop in on the bins
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| My friends is down in the dumps 'cause I cashed in on the wins
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| Hens and chickens layin' low, sucker nigga’s don’t know
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| That I can kick the mad ballistics plus I’m wreckin' every show
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| Sew it up, ya got static?
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| 'cause I’m better than the next chump so don’t panic
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| 'cause I’m a wet you with my skills, still chill, got the crispy bills
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| 'cause it’s like that the way it is, get off the dills
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| And it’s like that
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| You’ve got to give me props I’m on the way to the top
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| Stop. |
| I think I just heard a pin drop
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| 'cause you’re stunned by the way I came off my head Ted
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| Turn the packs to burner and I put heads to bed
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| Fed up but I’m still just too legit to quit
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| I sit in my girly’s lap while I’m kissin' on her lips
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| Girls love to lick 'em up and up and down and all around
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| But only if their sexual history is sound
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| I’m a brown-skinned medallion, code name mic stallion
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| Takin' over brothers that are dillyin' and dallyin'
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| I’m rallyin' like Al Sharpton, militant youth
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| Booth built for the DJ, hooked up and sound proofed
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| Seein' is believin' yo believin' is my method
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| So believe me when I say that it’s the party that I’m wreckin'
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| Sinbad the sailor couldn’t take me out
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| And I hope your ass don’t take that route
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| And it’s like that
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| Steady as I flow I row row row your boat
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| I got a castle in Brackerlack with sharks in my moat
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| So use the drawbridge and pave way while I say
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| Hi-see and Rahsaan are down until the break of day
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| And like he man I have the power
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| I like my chicken from the china man but make it sweet and sour
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| Devour all other wack MCs
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| And when I windsurf nature gives me a breeze
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| 'cause it’s a new jack kickin' rhymes like Jackie Chan
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| I got a year round tan, 'cause I’m a brother man
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| I’m travellin' in style I gotta pass the first class
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| 'cause it’s time to give rappin' some pizzazz
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| So the b-boys from Brooklyn breakin' bones for the bucks
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| I never ever sell out but I still own a tux
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| Huh, I make short work of your crew
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| Hi-see the beast master kick the funky for you
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| And it’s like that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's Like That , by - Us3. Song from the album Hand On The Torch - 20th Anniversary Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп