No I.D.

No I.D. - Two Steps Behind lyrics

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[Syn] Yeah
 [Dug] Yeah
 [Syn] Uhh  uhh
 [Dug] Yeah that's that shit right there
 [Syn] We gon' have fun with this one  hehe
 [Dug] That shit right there
 [Syn] That's what I'm talkin about  c'mon  ahh  yeah  ahh
 Put your hands to ge ther  always be two steps behind  c'mon
 Ha ha! Yeah  they always be two steps behind

 [No I.D.]
 I got some niggaz in my way that's tryin to fuck my shit up
 Crabs in the bottle of the barrel tryin to get up
 You can't hold me down, can't cock block the crown, get the
 fuck out my way nigga, we cover ground that's infinite
 I press the weight to get gainage
 I'm flushin out your wack ass shit like drainage
 A thousand mo' beats like this so get looted
 I got niggaz under the gun and they shoot it

 [Syndicate]
 Uhh, uhh, say shoot it
 Aiyyo, I make fresh rhymes, daily
 You burn me? (You silly girl)
 Hahaha, but really I'm nearly the best and the rest are just the average
 Who knew that when I uttered a word, it would be tragic
 Madness, inadequate ass-kicks
 Tactics, my shit's everlasting
 Leaving a body casting so you can hold composure
 I told ya, I gets more exposure than Motorola
 It's over, y'all niggaz on some out of mind shit
 So I guess I'm on some out of time shit

 [Dug Infinite]
 But wait a minute, I gotta get some shit off my chest
 Well my soul called in and it had a request
 It said, 'Bullshit niggaz think they're, gettin away
 But we tallyin your tab, bullshit gotta pay' (it gotta pay)
 It's equality, nigga it ain't nuttin nice
 Catch you on a cold day and give you nuttin but ice
 Crushed ice, rush dis, what da fuck is dis?
 You couldn't have a thousand hands and you couldn't touch this
 It's that heat nigga, I come to burn up the shit
 Let it burn to the ground, put it out with my spit
 Ashes to ashes, yo dust to dust
 Yo you standin in the way you gettin crushed (crushed nigga)

 "Cause we write the records that be rockin every time
 The ones that chase us be like two steps behind" --> KRS-One
 (repeat 4X)

 [Dug Infinite]
 Yo you could take it personal, I take it any way I can
 Cause I'm versatile, when I be crashin up your plan
 You wanna battle? Oh you an MC, then where your beats at?
 A carpenter, always got tools, at least a chief's hat (hahaha)
 Uhh, yeah yeah, I know you got got no cash nigga
 Put me in, that position, I'll be the last nigga
 Never starvin artist, I never work the hardest
 I always work the smartest better hope you ain't my target (nigga)
 When I aim, I blow shit up, ask Martino
 Keep a killer on my team, like Casino
 It's Dug Infinite with No I.D. and Syndicate...
 Hot damn hoe, it's gon' be some shit

 [Syndicate]
 Cause I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
 Niggaz wish to test me like the ?
 Try, but you know that I'm that cocoa, butta brown sister
 Kickin up mo' dust than the flusher weighed in Twister
 Here to shake the rich I remember when I was younger
 what I would be when I grew up is what I wondered
 Now you're plundered under, this younger world wonder
 Chills, to your soul in the summer

 [Dug Infinite]
 Now I be tryin to be cool, plus tryin to stay humble
 But niggaz take humble like it mean I don't rumble
 When I come for your shit, you gon' need more than aid
 Cause I'ma invade, like a fuckin renegade (nigga)
 You don't like me when I'm angry, cause I attack strangely
 Hittin you from miles away, that's how my range be
 I'm on solid ground, that you ain't gotta wonder
 You on butter nigga when they heat up you sinkin under (whooh!)
 See, you don't walk out on me, nigga you crazy
 Your shit ain't real, it's a Fugazi

 "Cause we write the records that be rockin everytime
 The ones that chase us be like two steps behind" --> KRS-One
 (repeat to end)

 [Syndicate]
 It's a Fugazi! Hahaha, yo' shit's a Fugazi, hahaha
 Yaknahmsayin? Niggaz stay two steps behind
 Yo' shit ain't real it's two steps behind nigga
 Remember that, two steps behind, uhh, yeah, uhh
 Syndicate, No I.D., Dug Infinite
 on some next shit, yeah

 [Dug Infinite]
 Know they got to admit..
 Straight up, straight up
 Yeah
 That's right
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Relativity

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Accept Your Own & Be Yourself (1997)

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