(Sadat X)
When you say the name X, think synonymous wit fame
Only draw love off the mention of my name
I got a rhyme or two left then I`m a blend to the side
Go out on top like Jim Brown at his peak, I get wreck like ery week
Get my freak on, who dares to speak on
My armed forces recon, penatrating like decon
Guerilla tactics, stage theatrics
He`s laying on the mattress
I`m hiking up the black dress
Finesse called on me to bless
I pulled the S off my varsity sweater, fine tuned to the letter
So let`s make these stacks and max, relax, be waxed
The tracks receive faxs wit my picture in a cowboy hat
Now top that, yo, kid, top that
Kid got blown away at exactly where you`re sitting
Just the other day but nobody`s admitting
To the crime, I`m a MC not a MD
The best in history or maybe one of the top 3
Says myself, no diggedy
(Large Professor)
I be synonymous to king, fling niggaz to the mat
Like an acrobat, flipping the mental ass whipping
is served when I un-nerved another wack Jack imposter
Trying to fraud, you gots to get the fuk down wit the Lord
Finesse, whether you think you`re pimp status or the best
Mad crazy or stupid, find a hot beat and loop it
For what it`s worth, I`ve been a hip-hopper from birth
Try to disrespect and get your ass played up like a smurf
I`m running over the track, type of nigga to stack
One million, hit my moms, then fuk it, make a trillion
To start, showing the world who`s the man wit the heart
That`s about to blast off on these kids that`s mad soft
Don`t fuk wit Large Professor or you get your ass mauled
So ah, say no more, them niggaz that`s the raw
Large Profess, Lord Finesse and Dat X for the tour
Grand Puba, who`s probably coming back from Aruba
Wit the skill to buildI`m saying peace, you niggaz, chill
(Grand Puba)
Dig it, I be that nigga wit the creamy ass rhyme flow
My shit`s so hot, I`ll burn the ass of an Eskimo
I`m saying though, it be the Grand flipping flam
Giving love to my fans and you know this man
My composition leaves competition wishing
They could be in my postition cuz I did it wit no ass kissing
I`ll be there like Michael Jackson and you don`t stop
Until you get enuff and I`ll be damn if my nose drop
I speak Actual facts on how I feel
Don`t worry baby, wit Puba, there`s no waiting just to exhale
I bag dimes like Jada, step through playa haters
Keep niggaz moving like a fuking escalator
Because it`s poetry in motion
Pube keep it smooth like lotion, keeping MC`s lost like Billy Ocean
Dig what I`m sayingI be a buck 85 on the weigh-in
(Lord Finesse)
It goes dip dip diving, check who you sizing
It`s the wize civilizing, pockets stll rising
When I drop it, i`m futuristic like Fiber Optic
Didn`t buy my album, you played yourself, should of copped it
Nuthin could beat my elite rhymes throwing your hands kid
That better be a peace sign
You don`t want it, that`s my steelo, how we on it
When we do our thing, niggaz spread the word like informants
But still advancing, skills enhancing
We got up on a shooken offbeat like white people dancing
We`re too bugged, true thugs
Quick to get in that ass in ways that homo`s wouldn`t approve of
I`m not yapping, just rapping
Don`t care if you`re gold or platinum, don`t think it can`t happen
Whether wit a beat or acapella, it`s the mic Rockafella
Strictly out for the mozarella
Fuk guns and toolies, we don`t betray movies
It`s yours truely that`s smoothly, still sounds groovy
You can`t do me or dis me, don`t try to get wit me
My style is tricky like spelling Mississippi
Strictly, come and get me, if you can flip me
If this flow was whisley, I have you muthafukas tipsy
The ghetto type playas that caters
Famous to you spectators, the rhyme sayers, catch you later
