DJ Premier - Poet Has Come lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and Gentlemen, We got Queens-Bridge finest up in this motherf**a tonight They just came from a war, they wanna let you know a lil' somethin' about where they come from [Verse 1: Blaq Poet] Surprise n***a, Poet laser beam spitta I'm from The Bridge, Queens n***a One of the last real mean n***as Back up, I'm hype and I'm in I'm on some sh** I still consider Tyson a champ Yall n***as is puss Type of n***as, n***as get mushed Can't wait to introduce ya a** to my foot I'm comin through like I told all my dons I would I'm coppin that brick, I'm makin sure them guns is good That's some other sh** I really shouldn't be rhymin' about But f** it, I ain't holdin' nothin' I put my time on the block I leave it all for my real ??? dogs to do While I, break raps in two and rep for the screw Year Round's the label, The logo's a calander I'm Blaq Poet, destroying all challengers [Hook] Ya n***as better run Im number one don Time for action Poet has come Ya n***as better run Don't matter where you from Go tell everyone Poet has come X2 [Verse 2: Blaq Poet] Poet has come to do n***as dirty Ya son of a b**hes I don't like none of them n***as I seen 'em in the magazine frontin' in pictures With them video hoes, but they ain't f**in them b**hes Poet has come to lead yall n***as Hip Hop is starvin' I came to feed yall n***as Poet has come to show you who's the best at this I'm wreckin' sh** n***a I perfected this I let my dog take a sh** on ya front yard Pull out the Mack, and go straight retard I got the b**hes sayin, "Damn, he look too hard!" He might beat the p**y up "Oh child Lord!" Yall n***as don't understand how I'm comin' at it My formula's quadratic Contra-postive My sh** is too deep, even for you college kids [FIRE!] That's how hott it is Throw the sh** on and watch heads bop to this [Hook] X2 [Verse 3: Blaq Poet] I got Preem with me, NYG'z with me, M.O.P. with me Teflon, Krumb Snatcha, and Bun B with me Who's with me? Goons with me I fools with me Rave Roulette Get drunk and act a fool with me New York City we got that real grime gritty And I want yall to love me, Like yall love [Biggie] Ain't no other kings in this rap thing is right The crown is always and forever, Frank White So f** yall n***as Put the mask on, stick yall n***as Then act like, yo who stuck yall n***as? I'm the foulest n***a you gon' ever meet Name bang on every street Screwball, who hah hold heavy heat You better prey to God we don't never meet Leave you slumped over the wheel, blood on your leather seat Brains on the pa**enger side of the window f**in' with that ho, didn't get a chance to hit the dro This is for the non-believers n***as want beef? n***as got to meet cleavers n***as want drama? n***as got the street sweeper n***as wanna squash it? f** you, you get the finger "The Bridge...Queensbridge..."