It's My Thang '99 Lyrics
| Song | It's My Thang '99 |
| Artist | DJ Clue? |
| Album | The Professional |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ifill, Murray, Noble, Semon ... | |
| (Keith Murray) (DJ Clue) | |
| Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray | |
| The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor (NEW SHIT) | |
| Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing '99) | |
| Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out (STUPID) | |
| Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustard | |
| The Squad go to war like General Custard | |
| I just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin it hard | |
| And havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| First of all, I'm the E of EPMD | |
| Rockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJG | |
| Squadron, my click be fully armed | |
| I got dough, my account be fat and formed | |
| (Redman) | |
| Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sex | |
| Got the gaze to knock the "A" off your 'Virex | |
| Who am I? D-O, my M-O is f**k P-O | |
| Luv ta F**k Ya, f**k ya, f**k ya, f**k ya | |
| (PMD) | |
| Aiyyo I detonate on impact | |
| So niggaz better get back | |
| The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit that | |
| The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back | |
| No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that | |
| (Keith Murray) | |
| I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powder | |
| Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of | |
| I get out of hand like I lost my arm | |
| Decipher the head of c-cipher like Voltron | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| Who got wins? those that be hard pretend | |
| You got skills? come here, let me tap that chin | |
| Bing, my style ropa-dope around the ring | |
| I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King | |
| (Redman) | |
| Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock | |
| Cops know the SL hand do well | |
| Can tell by the nails you frail | |
| We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels | |
| (PMD) | |
| Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively | |
| My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin me | |
| Consecutively, five golds so technically | |
| You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD | |
| (Keith Murray) | |
| Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest | |
| Make a mothaf**ker catch a cardiac arrest | |
| Live out the Fresh Fest, one of the best | |
| I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said "YEESSSSS" | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal tone | |
| It don't work, I show em the chrome and flash the greens | |
| Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene | |
| (Redman) | |
| I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder | |
| Pull out my gat, you'll be like "AAAGH!!" like Godfather | |
| I hang small, but when I'm hard I'm gigantic | |
| In fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic | |
| (PMD) | |
| An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya | |
| (Why these niggaz mad, P?) 'cause we the masters (CLUE!!) | |
| We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askin | |
| Like you gaspin, backin up while P's blastin | |
| (Keith Murray) | |
| I'll be like "ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMX | |
| Keith Murray pack a black tech | |
| And I don't give a f**k, I can't be touched | |
| Females jump in my flow like double-dutch | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| My technique, knock niggaz off they feet (why) | |
| I'm Ultimate, like the f**kin break beat | |
| It's My Thing, back wit the sequel | |
| Hold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle | |
| (Redman) | |
| Yo, I go back like straps, puttin Lee patch where your knee at | |
| Puff wit mi-das, and no Civics wit the ski racks | |
| Shut niggaz down that be tryin to win | |
| I'll be like " Wha What What!" like I'm from CNN | |
| (PMD) | |
| So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla | |
| Drink Old English, can not stand Miller | |
| MC's cold rockin till the party's through | |
| Then they tap me on the shoulder and say "This Bud's for you" | |
| (DJ Clue) *echoing* | |
| DJ Clue, The Professional, uh-huh |
| zuo ci : Ifill, Murray, Noble, Semon ... | |
| Keith Murray DJ Clue | |
| Yeah, what up, yo it' s Mr. Keith Murray | |
| The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor NEW SHIT | |
| Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron It' s My Thing ' 99 | |
| Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out STUPID | |
| Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustard | |
| The Squad go to war like General Custard | |
| I just lost my aalike, and I' m takin it hard | |
| And havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| First of all, I' m the E of EPMD | |
| Rockin the Player Way like Eightball MJG | |
| Squadron, my click be fully armed | |
| I got dough, my account be fat and formed | |
| Redman | |
| Drinkin a Beck' s, all day I think about sex | |
| Got the gaze to knock the " A" off your ' Virex | |
| Who am I? DO, my MO is f k PO | |
| Luv ta F k Ya, f k ya, f k ya, f k ya | |
| PMD | |
| Aiyyo I detonate on impact | |
| So niggaz better get back | |
| The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain' t wit that | |
| The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back | |
| No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that | |
| Keith Murray | |
| I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powder | |
| Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of | |
| I get out of hand like I lost my arm | |
| Decipher the head of ccipher like Voltron | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Who got wins? those that be hard pretend | |
| You got skills? come here, let me tap that chin | |
| Bing, my style ropadope around the ring | |
| I' m well promoted, and don' t even know Don King | |
| Redman | |
| Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock | |
| Cops know the SL hand do well | |
| Can tell by the nails you frail | |
| We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels | |
| PMD | |
| Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively | |
| My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin me | |
| Consecutively, five golds so technically | |
| You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD | |
| Keith Murray | |
| Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest | |
| Make a mothaf ker catch a cardiac arrest | |
| Live out the Fresh Fest, one of the best | |
| I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said " YEESSSSS" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I intimidate MC' s from the throwing of my vocal tone | |
| It don' t work, I show em the chrome and flash the greens | |
| Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene | |
| Redman | |
| I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder | |
| Pull out my gat, you' ll be like " AAAGH!!" like Godfather | |
| I hang small, but when I' m hard I' m gigantic | |
| In fact, my bigass dick sunk the Titanic | |
| PMD | |
| An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya | |
| Why these niggaz mad, P? ' cause we the masters CLUE!! | |
| We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askin | |
| Like you gaspin, backin up while P' s blastin | |
| Keith Murray | |
| I' ll be like " ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMX | |
| Keith Murray pack a black tech | |
| And I don' t give a f k, I can' t be touched | |
| Females jump in my flow like doubledutch | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| My technique, knock niggaz off they feet why | |
| I' m Ultimate, like the f kin break beat | |
| It' s My Thing, back wit the sequel | |
| Hold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle | |
| Redman | |
| Yo, I go back like straps, puttin Lee patch where your knee at | |
| Puff wit midas, and no Civics wit the ski racks | |
| Shut niggaz down that be tryin to win | |
| I' ll be like " Wha What What!" like I' m from CNN | |
| PMD | |
| So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla | |
| Drink Old English, can not stand Miller | |
| MC' s cold rockin till the party' s through | |
| Then they tap me on the shoulder and say " This Bud' s for you" | |
| DJ Clue echoing | |
| DJ Clue, The Professional, uhhuh |
| zuò cí : Ifill, Murray, Noble, Semon ... | |
| Keith Murray DJ Clue | |
| Yeah, what up, yo it' s Mr. Keith Murray | |
| The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor NEW SHIT | |
| Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron It' s My Thing ' 99 | |
| Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out STUPID | |
| Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like mustard | |
| The Squad go to war like General Custard | |
| I just lost my aalike, and I' m takin it hard | |
| And havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| First of all, I' m the E of EPMD | |
| Rockin the Player Way like Eightball MJG | |
| Squadron, my click be fully armed | |
| I got dough, my account be fat and formed | |
| Redman | |
| Drinkin a Beck' s, all day I think about sex | |
| Got the gaze to knock the " A" off your ' Virex | |
| Who am I? DO, my MO is f k PO | |
| Luv ta F k Ya, f k ya, f k ya, f k ya | |
| PMD | |
| Aiyyo I detonate on impact | |
| So niggaz better get back | |
| The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain' t wit that | |
| The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back | |
| No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that | |
| Keith Murray | |
| I put the pow in the wow like gun to the powder | |
| Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of | |
| I get out of hand like I lost my arm | |
| Decipher the head of ccipher like Voltron | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Who got wins? those that be hard pretend | |
| You got skills? come here, let me tap that chin | |
| Bing, my style ropadope around the ring | |
| I' m well promoted, and don' t even know Don King | |
| Redman | |
| Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock | |
| Cops know the SL hand do well | |
| Can tell by the nails you frail | |
| We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels | |
| PMD | |
| Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively | |
| My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin me | |
| Consecutively, five golds so technically | |
| You niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD | |
| Keith Murray | |
| Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest | |
| Make a mothaf ker catch a cardiac arrest | |
| Live out the Fresh Fest, one of the best | |
| I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said " YEESSSSS" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I intimidate MC' s from the throwing of my vocal tone | |
| It don' t work, I show em the chrome and flash the greens | |
| Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene | |
| Redman | |
| I Welcome niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder | |
| Pull out my gat, you' ll be like " AAAGH!!" like Godfather | |
| I hang small, but when I' m hard I' m gigantic | |
| In fact, my bigass dick sunk the Titanic | |
| PMD | |
| An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya | |
| Why these niggaz mad, P? ' cause we the masters CLUE!! | |
| We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askin | |
| Like you gaspin, backin up while P' s blastin | |
| Keith Murray | |
| I' ll be like " ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMX | |
| Keith Murray pack a black tech | |
| And I don' t give a f k, I can' t be touched | |
| Females jump in my flow like doubledutch | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| My technique, knock niggaz off they feet why | |
| I' m Ultimate, like the f kin break beat | |
| It' s My Thing, back wit the sequel | |
| Hold my Squad down wit the chrome desert eagle | |
| Redman | |
| Yo, I go back like straps, puttin Lee patch where your knee at | |
| Puff wit midas, and no Civics wit the ski racks | |
| Shut niggaz down that be tryin to win | |
| I' ll be like " Wha What What!" like I' m from CNN | |
| PMD | |
| So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla | |
| Drink Old English, can not stand Miller | |
| MC' s cold rockin till the party' s through | |
| Then they tap me on the shoulder and say " This Bud' s for you" | |
| DJ Clue echoing | |
| DJ Clue, The Professional, uhhuh |
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