Inspectah Deck - That S*!t Lyrics
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]Wu, Shaolin, yeah, yeahLets stand up y'allWhat up, we on the rise10304 typesMove with The MovementIts like Roy Jones saidWhat's that sonY'all must of forgot or sutten wordYo INS[Inspectah Deck]We love fast cash, trickin' on a few girlsSpazzin' like the yellow cab, through the new worldI walk slow, slaughter order like new kicksOn some Wu shit, two chicks shootin' my flicksMight creep through ya town all wrongHalf a bone, twenty inch chromeIlluminatin' off ya domeLike OT status, the one to get atNever sweat that, I'm focused at the X on the mapTreasure chest stash, the guest house attachedForty acres and a mule with the sawed off gat***** the media hype, I'm into StereotypeName ya price, then let me get my hand on the diceAll my life, nine out of ten involved in the heistOnly for ayallytes with the target slicedNow the parasite blined by your neon lightTryna eat right so maybe I can sleep nights, yo see[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]Heads get ripe off-a thisThug all night off-a thisLadies fight off-a thisThis is That ShitThe Projects flip off-a thisThe trees get lent off-a thisCrash your whip off-a thisCuz this is That Shit[Inspectah Deck]Yeah yeah, niggaz stay showin' they teeth, knowin' they weakWe supply you with the fire son, cope with the heatRoamin' the streets, slowin' the Jeeps, ownin' the beatNo sleep, chasin' papers, stay focused, it's deepKeep an eye on boy, he gonna rise like the crime rateVibrate the tristate, I make ya jaw aqueBeen around the world, put a house on the hillBut still greasy like the corner store grillWe roll like Vegas dice, pay the priceWatch me roll straight strikes in this game of lifeSee me, yankee hats, John John, blue boots onMovin' in the Ucon, schoolin' all the new bornsMommy get ya groove on, ya bustin' out ya outfitLovin' how ya move on the floor, baby bounce itBig boys step through, they all step asideThey all mesmurised man, y'all recognise[Chorus][Inspectah Deck]Heads get ripe off-a thisSome will bite this, Rebel INS your highnessScreamin' high pitched, survivalist you bare a likenessIn the pits where it's high risk, I work the NightshiftLike this, like that, put pressure on rapCheques stack, watch a sex trapShorty through an X in my 'yacCaddy stretched black, don't question the factI lay my head back, spazzin' off a new Meth trackCount weed, bag green, blue, purple and brownCrown King with my down Queen lurkin' the townCircle round, get a glimpse of the kid gettin' bigFeel that, I peel back, heavy into ya wigFor the fugitives and big timers throwin' bricksPlus the plot thugs locked up proven to thisSon hit it like Arabs, the world don't curb hatersDon't quit ya day job, ya girl know the words[Chorus]
