Coolin on the scene like a horse
in a stable
A brother got ill and tried to
snatch a fat cable
I stepped back like it wasn't no
thing
Punched him in the jaw with the
fat gold ring
I had an ace in the hole when it
came to that
Yo Z you was packin You know I
was strapped
Posse kept rollin it was hard to
get with em
So I stepped back and unbuttoned
my Lee denim
They kept coming just like I figured
So I stepped back, and started
sprayin niggaz
What a way to go out, out like
a sucka
But I'm on track, like a Long Island
train
that can head your mission, suckers
who be dissing
Always on my jock like a snake
always hissing
Grabbing and tapping me like Luther
Vandross
Take me to the bar for the drink
and make a toast
Givin best wishes to the best MC
And when the spot is blown, ey
yo you know it's me
Because I'm housin
Relate to the matter as I drop
the bomb
Coolin at a party, no better yet
disco
Head feelin mellow from a bottle
of Cisco
Move...
To crush and fry a sucker MC like
crisco
Gimme the cue, check one two
Don't try to come off on me, because
you doo-doo
Treatin me the Z to the D, like
a stepchild
Well let me tell you homeboy you're
livin foul
MC's, you know who you are
On the bandwagon Why Z Cuz you
a star
This is the year that when the
joker's are wild
When a fag can't hack it and try
to bite the style
I get hip to the scheme, before
it happens
If it gets wild, then I'll start
cappin
But for now, since everything's
calm
Relate to the matter as I drop
the bomb
Because I'm housin
Relate to the matter as I drop
the bomb