Letra

High & Mighty back in this (You think you know what I'm meanin') I'm just a '86 witness (You think ya know) Take it out you suckers, you don't know how I did it (You think you know what I'm meaning) Yo yo, you're now a game and don't think you're gonna win it (You think you know what I'm meaning) Maybe if I popped Cristal Said I had a Lexus or a triple beam I'd get a deal I'd rather speak upon a Maurice Cheeks steal It's the outta paper, not the caps I peel I used my independent, money to pay the rent Remain at hell bent and far from heaven sent Where they went? The days when mics got destroyed B's just boyed, the soft punks got toyed Unemployed, was a happy-go-lucky MC And now that's all they fuckin' be bringing to me Where they went? The summer concerts on concrete Elite could put twelve G's in the seat Now I release the masterpiece of my music It's '99 and no one could use it They rather re-use it, the audience confuse it Take Chuck D's Time Bomb, try to defuse it I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya, you're not original I've seen your kind before, you're not original The meaning, ya think you know what I'm meaning I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya, you're not original I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya think you know what I'm meaning It seems that you gotta come cheap to compete That's why when I chose to go deep, you go sleep On a verse, you not gonna get at first Like O.J. would never ever get a hearse first When he die, think about the lie over lie From verse about the hearse of this rap universe 'Cuz radical elements remain eloquent The repercussions tear right through the fabric So act quick, kids at the top is lackin' They tryin' to turn hip hop to just plain rappin' Let the poppers pop and the breakers break 'Cuz there's just so much of this shit that I can take Now I can't stand the rain, this shit's all the same Mr. E, excommunicate your whole game Back in '88 baby, everything was gleaming The meaning, you think you know what I'm meaning I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya, you're not original I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya think you know what I'm meaning Where your skills at, where the ill raps? Where the new tracks, where your heart at? Where the new jacks, gettin' contracts? I got a rhyme that I ain't even wrote yet Save the drama classes for the masses Hip hop, glaucoma, baby, I prescribe the glasses The vision's near-sighted and narrow-minded The wack shit that you hear is all hate and fight Take it like harder, fools act retarder In '98, lyrics just disregarded Now how hard it be yo to really concentrate Writin' metaphors, wack shit I annihilate Now fools comin' through spellin' much gibberish While Mighty Mi and I stay acknicilous Raps are bed pan and I be the nurse Removin' shit wit lyrics that I disperse Nail ya coffin, 'cuz death's epitome Ya fate be taken out is most likely Not likely, we be 'The High & The Mighty' Stompin' out crews, the team of the '90's I've seen your kind before, you're not original Not original I've seen your kind before, you're not original The meaning, you think you know what I'm meaning I've seen your kind before, you're not original Ya not original, ya not I've seen your kind before, you're not original You think, you know what I'm meaning Gang Starr, shoulda been number one to me And D.O.C., shoulda been number one to me Live Team, shoulda been number one to me The Disc Masters, shoulda been number one to me Show & A., shoulda been number one to me The Crown Rulers, shoulda been number one to me And Dilated, shoulda been number one to me KMD, shoulda been number one to me The Tough Crew, shoulda been number one to me And JVC, shoulda been number one to me The Main Source, shoulda been number one to me The Arsonists, shoulda been number one to me
Writer(s): Milo Berger, Erik Meltzer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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