DJ Premier - Started lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah, uh Joe Jeter's finest It's what they wanted right? Okay, okay [Verse1] No need to remind em, look they can't find em Haters can't line em, labels can't sign em Chicks wanna s** on dick but he decline em School wouldn't want two June to realign em Redesign em, pleasure and pan rock bottom Reign laced we damn straight out the same asylum God's favourite, spit a few bars to play with New cause is the basics Moving stars through the matrix Who lie, who lie, bring the greens and bravos We done seen the cycle Give these feigns some agua At the Bugatta, just a hoe and you chilling It's your boy in the building I'm back with coordinated k**ing Damned for a dog, pulled around with a snout Getting her to to show him love Outta town in them clubs Hands faded, no offence, I am the greatest First thing all the ladies mention me with the majors, majors [Verse2] Yep, tell you once but won't tell you twice Like my man AZ said, everything goes up Mention us with the majors My man MoSS on the beat Let's you know it's all real That's why we keep doing it big No small things around us, that's how we started Can't forget that, I'm a give you an example Now we have Joe Budden, showing up What you gon' do? Talk to em Bet that, talk to em then [Verse3] At the drop o' one dime No bread, one crime Blue suits, side rims, so that's one time Nick Cannon run wild f** a con, but you going for a punchline Watch sunshine Sacrifice winning with somber on your mind Ain't looking cause I don't wanna wonder what I find My head's to the wall, shades off, I'm a head to the fall Lil' n***a, if you scared get a door Eyes well running,slash in the room running Whole friend footed like we just keep it a hunnid Steady fasting, ride the coupe or you gon' plummet It come with the territory Get rid of your weak stomach f** man, f** man, f** man [Outro] Okay, okay, okay My man MoSS on the beat But look, look, look Look, look, look