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Inspectah Deck - It's Like That lyrics
[Intro: DJ Kay Slay] Yeah, this that brand new Rebel I.N.S., back on the set This shit is off the dial, Shaolin Style, better hold on to something [Inspectah Deck] Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, head or gut Yes, us, Lexus and next trucks Flesh plush, land plus, extras Cess, dust, whatever get you messed up Test us, get crushed, next up Better luck, we takin' off with jet thrust Under pressure, they can't take the head rush Talk to me, go and take the walk through me Or yours truly, will screw you like a tour groupie War duty, after I'mma call Suzy Tall cutie, she'll do me like a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, nothin' match me You think you out of my league, now how can that be? Son, you follow my lead, playin' the back seat Ya'll ride dicks like a taxi, it's like that Here we go.. [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] I roll fat, holdin' a stash (it's like that) Home girl, blowin' my jack (like that) We boys in the mist of the noise (it's like that) We big boys whippin' them toys (like that) We up late, runnin' from jake (like that) And still got money to make (it's like that) From now until we finish the game (like that) The world gonna cherish the name (it's like that) [Inspectah Deck] Downtown blowin' my sound, blew out your Alpines Feel me, I did it for dough, this ain't about rhymes Cash on delivery, not leavin' without mines Face tried to powder my shine, it's about time To politic, poppin' the clip, bust off the hot shit Holler this, monstrous hit, and stop ya gossip I rep, what you expect, I took a set back Crept back, nursin' my wounds, lookin' for get back Forced to bring the pain, make 'em say my name Rings have changed, shinin' like I'm Ving Rhames Or King James, hustlin', I sling game Sting lames, this money makin' things change I bless heads, push past the full macs Left for dead, raised by the wolf packs Black hoods, leathers with the wool hats Draw blood, don't even pull gats, it's like that [Interlude: DJ Kay Slay] Aiyo, ya'll better kick your shoes off And come on in! [Chorus] [Interlude: DJ Kay Slay] Aiyo, this is all for my Metro card, one dollar cab niggaz Niggaz who walk here, and all the ladies who stood on line in the rain With the bouncers who let the thugs slide, come on, come on.. [Inspectah Deck] The streets watch, ya'll gon get ya teeth knocked The heats hot, bustin' til the beef stop Preach not, our goal is to reach the top Knees drop, I light it up and clean shop Built with better design, clever mind Verbal tech 9, light years, ahead of my time And I, walk with, criminals who talk shit We talk business, the blocks is our office Many have come, few that could walk this Roam too far, catch static like a cordless I'm off this, pimpin' a broad, beyond gorgeous Gettin' lost, dippin' in twin Porsches, it's like that |
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