Lirik Lagu It's My Thang '99 - DJ Clue F/ EPMD, Redman, Keith Murray
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[Keith Murray] (DJ Clue)Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith MurrayThe Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor (NEW SHIT)Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing '99)Nawsayin?One time for DJ Clue, check it out (STUPID)
Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustardThe Squad go to war like General CustardI just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin it hardAnd havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards
[Erick Sermon]First of all, I'm the E of EPMDRockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJGSquadron, my click be fully armedI got dough, my account be fat and formed
[Redman]Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sexGot the gaze to knock the "A" off your 'VirexWho am I? D-O, my M-O is fuck P-OLuv ta Fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya
[PMD]Aiyyo I detonate on impactSo niggaz better get backThe playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit thatThe blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick backNo need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that
[Keith Murray]I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powderGive the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud ofI get out of hand like I lost my armDecipher the head of c-cipher like Voltron
[Erick Sermon]Who got wins? those that be hard pretendYou got skills? come here, let me tap that chinBing, my style ropa-dope around the ringI'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King
[Redman]Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clockCops know the SL hand do wellCan tell by the nails you frailWe can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels
[PMD]Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressivelyMy recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin meConsecutively, five golds so technicallyYou niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD
[Keith Murray]Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chestMake a mothafucker catch a cardiac arrestLive out the Fresh Fest, one of the bestI asked my nigga Red Alert, he said "YEESSSSS"
[Erick Sermon]I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal toneIt don't work, I show em the chrome and flash the greensCoincide wit the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene
[Redman]I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauderPull out my gat, you'll be like "AAAGH!!" like GodfatherI hang small, but when I'm hard I'm giganticIn fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic
[PMD]An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya(Why these niggaz mad, P?) cuz we the masters (CLUE!!)We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askinLike you gaspin, backin up while P's blastin
[Keith Murray]I'll be like "ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMXKeith Murray pack a black techAnd I don't give a fuck, I can't be touchedFemales jump in my flow like double-dutch
[Erick Sermon]My technique, knock niggaz off they feet (why)I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin break beatIt's My Thing, back wit the sequelHold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle
[Redman]Yo, I go back like straps, puttin Lee patch where your knee atPuff wit mi-das, and no Civics wit the ski racksShut niggaz down that be tryin to winI'll be like " Wha What What!" like I'm from CNN
[PMD]So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like GodzillaDrink Old English, can not stand MillerMC's cold rockin till the party's throughThen they tap me on the shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"
[DJ Clue] *echoing*DJ Clue, The Professional, uh-huh
Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustardThe Squad go to war like General CustardI just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin it hardAnd havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards
[Erick Sermon]First of all, I'm the E of EPMDRockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJGSquadron, my click be fully armedI got dough, my account be fat and formed
[Redman]Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sexGot the gaze to knock the "A" off your 'VirexWho am I? D-O, my M-O is fuck P-OLuv ta Fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya
[PMD]Aiyyo I detonate on impactSo niggaz better get backThe playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit thatThe blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick backNo need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that
[Keith Murray]I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powderGive the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud ofI get out of hand like I lost my armDecipher the head of c-cipher like Voltron
[Erick Sermon]Who got wins? those that be hard pretendYou got skills? come here, let me tap that chinBing, my style ropa-dope around the ringI'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King
[Redman]Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clockCops know the SL hand do wellCan tell by the nails you frailWe can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels
[PMD]Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressivelyMy recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin meConsecutively, five golds so technicallyYou niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD
[Keith Murray]Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chestMake a mothafucker catch a cardiac arrestLive out the Fresh Fest, one of the bestI asked my nigga Red Alert, he said "YEESSSSS"
[Erick Sermon]I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal toneIt don't work, I show em the chrome and flash the greensCoincide wit the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene
[Redman]I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauderPull out my gat, you'll be like "AAAGH!!" like GodfatherI hang small, but when I'm hard I'm giganticIn fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic
[PMD]An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya(Why these niggaz mad, P?) cuz we the masters (CLUE!!)We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askinLike you gaspin, backin up while P's blastin
[Keith Murray]I'll be like "ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMXKeith Murray pack a black techAnd I don't give a fuck, I can't be touchedFemales jump in my flow like double-dutch
[Erick Sermon]My technique, knock niggaz off they feet (why)I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin break beatIt's My Thing, back wit the sequelHold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle
[Redman]Yo, I go back like straps, puttin Lee patch where your knee atPuff wit mi-das, and no Civics wit the ski racksShut niggaz down that be tryin to winI'll be like " Wha What What!" like I'm from CNN
[PMD]So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like GodzillaDrink Old English, can not stand MillerMC's cold rockin till the party's throughThen they tap me on the shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"
[DJ Clue] *echoing*DJ Clue, The Professional, uh-huh
