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Step By Step
9,734
Hip-Hop/Rap
Step By Step was released on October 11, 1998 by Def Jam Recordings as a part of the album Tical 2000: Judgement Day
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Release DateOctober 11, 1998
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Method Man
Method Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Method Man
Method Man
Songwriter
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Songwriter
Gregory Jacobs
Gregory Jacobs
Songwriter
Troutman
Troutman
Songwriter
Ronald R. Brooks
Ronald R. Brooks
Songwriter
2Pac
2Pac
Songwriter
Shirley Murdock
Shirley Murdock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Producer

Lyrics

This goes out
To all the big head ****
And all them big head bitches
You know my steezo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Deadly melodic, robotic steezo blur your optic
So you can't see the topic, condition combo
Blaze bring the heat to your Mourning like Alonzo
Head honcho like Eastwood, gun in my pancho
Another bad desperado, trapped inbetween
The hills and the El Dorados, but you can't do that
Welcome to the Wheel of Fortune where Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback
Is when I condemn men to purgatory
Stick a pen, do 'em in, eight million stories
In the naked Mr. Method, Blade Runner
Blood stain on my track record, top gunner
You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Check my Extinction Agenda, mind bender
No retreat no surrender, head trauma
Death before dishonor, sword and golden armor
Undetected stealth bomber, blow the session
With immaculate conception, hit yo' section
With my Def Squad connection, the Green-Eyed Bandit
E Double up, dammit,
Iron Lung flow taste like a knuckle sandwich, now you know
It's time that I take advantage, take command, yo
Cops caught me red-handed, "Blood On the Dance Floor"
Or was it Michael Jackson
Fuck it, time for some action
Check my Re-Runs an see What's Happening
You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know, you better school her
Before she get her back blown
Jealous men don't understand and get clapped on, now I'm reloadin'
Automate and keep it goin', right and exact
Runnin' track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch 'em wit my rap slogan
Jack Frost, leave 'em frozen
Bust flows and never lay text/latex without my Trojan
Hand written ass-whippin, I keep spittin'
At any head-on collision, throw dart with precision
And split decision, tell your old folk
And your children what I'm dealin'
Good times, and hood rhymes from the villain
'Til I see you at the ooh-building, motherfuckers
You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
This one, is dedicated to my big head ****
And all them big head bitches
All them big head bitches
Written by: 2Pac, Erick Sermon, Gregory Jacobs, Larry Troutman, Method Man, Ronald R. Brooks, Shirley Murdock
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