Saukrates

Saukrates - Play Dis Remix lyrics

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(Saukrates) [Common]
 Word up  Saukrates in the house [yeah  yeah]
 ?bout to turn it all out again
 y'all niggas check my shit out

 check me out

 Verse 1:
 Amazed dudes to wack crews
 Lay it down
 Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes
 Shorties clockin' me
 Always be coming in the two
 From the north
 I'm bringing you tracks and good news
 My debut was real to blind industry minds
 Who never had the time
 Now kids press rewind to the top
 But legally I gotta show love
 Call me A, B and C, the answers D
 All of the above
 I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper
 Real for stacks, leaving kids no headroom like Max
 Try to react, but you were never clam
 And never could kick a verse
 When worse come to worse I'm better
 Shine like genuine rhine, black patented leather
 On half naked honeys who forgot about the weather
 Fuck an exhibition, and warm up scrimmage
 Shoot more words that Macho Man shooting gism in the city

 CHORUS:
 [Play dis], (play dis)
 [Play dis], (play dis)
 [Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis)

 [Play dis], (play dis)
 [Play dis], (play dis)
 [Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis)

 Verse 2: [Common Sense]
 Stimulated by a tree and drama
 I advanced on a branch of respect and honor
 A patient of the Ill state
 Sittin' in trauma, never been one to side with hama
 For Armageddon, I'm getting armed plus armor
 The comma of matter on the rise like a tip
 In the southside cider
 Your preference to the book that likes to pack humid
 To it I react by staying strapped with the mack and courage
 Parallel to a carrousel of murders
 I prefer to make a life than take a life
 Stopped at a street called Wise and made a right
 Sort of how I play my broads, just how I play the mic
 First I cuff it, then finger fuck it
 Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant
 To touch it after me
 Passively they strike, never matching me
 Rapidly, don't placidly
 I fabricate the verbal tapestry
 Tap the key of you conscious
 Navigate you like Farrhakan with accomplice

 CHORUS

 Verse 3: (Saukrates)
 Kids setting their watches 5 minutes fast to stay on top of time
 But I'm already 10 minutes away
 Play what you want to play, he say she say
 But Saukrates got the buttas in T dot O dot today

 [Common]
 Slowly but surely I pour the lyric into the glass of your mind
 My rhyming will be the diamond that will cut through
 Lines say but you to do, you don't know what to
 Got wisdom like a tooth
 Incidentally I get buck too
 Didn't get my jest, so I just had to do it
 My mic or your mic, come on no congruent
 Seen broads in brew to me, be jubilee
 On my neck be hot jewelry
 My old man be schooling me
 For sho' I rock good, cats claim this hood and that hood
 Black man, your hood is the universe
 On this Earth, you were first through the worse
 My crew could hearse
 Used to go up stairs and went through the purse
 I don't cures around juniors
 Spread live like rumors
 Niggas loved my tape, but how many were consumers?

 (Saukrates)
 Shout out to honeys working them hourgalss hips
 Stay soprano, reading surano
 Dramatic? episodes, yo Common
 Let me play with niggas brains like clay kits
 When I rock stage hits
 Skip the rumors and lies
 So you're under the stirs
 When I drop my hip-hop, you'll be some Maytag repairmen
 And flip flop the fake, who thought the scared
 And half-assed niggas sending you back to drawing boards
 To deliver the real shit, al least we'll spit on you mice
 I'm versatile like a plate of read grits

 CHORUS 2X

 [Common] ? talking behind chorus
 This is how we bust that shit out
 Yeah, yeah
 Father time, check it out
 We the fathers, y'all know what time it is
 You better watch the clock, use your mind
 Check it out, yes two brothers need to rhyme

 Verse 4:
 Never eat swine, we don't need it on our pizza
 Just cheese, checkered MCs
 They better freeze
 Check it our, they bumble like bees
 No I ain't a killer
 I'm the nigga that don't drink Miller
 I like Heineken, it's sort of like my vitamin
 I gotta rhyme, because I got a big mouth
 Where I come from, what, what
 I side with the Southside
 Niggas outside with they half (lap?) tops
 I'm telling you, check it out
 I rock the black block
 I rock the black blocks all over
 Call over on some ill shit, yeah
 My niggas Sauk come to do it
 Yo we got to get into it
 Check it out, this is how I blew it
 Right here, now yeah, yeah

 (Peace out, T dot, O dot)
 [It's that ol' adlib shit]

 Music fade
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Serious Entertainment, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1997

Language: English

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