DJ Premier - Ownit lyrics

[Intro] To the beat, y'all Salute to hip-hop all the time The greatness Yo [Verse] This is Premo to the next level And I'm smiling at you hating a** n***as, rebels I bring ba** to your treble, trouble, devil Four fifth to you lung, now take off the bezel I'm the prodigal article in the rap article [?] I go hard at you, getting in the way, I make it hard to do I watched a lot of rappers in the last 12 years lose faith 'Cause sun don't shine in their states It's a continuous grind with the culture in mind Stop talking like b**hes, and shut up and rhyme Salute to DJ's that really do it New rhymes with an old style attached to it It's time to make that move Shalamar, Howard Hewett Can't forget the old style, duke, I used to do it, fluent To say you started it is wack sh**, the flow is cla**ic You'd know it if you was digging through them discount baskets Jewelry is just a dressing I'll strip you down to raw sk**s, purify the lesson A lot of n***as think that 'cause they rhyme on Premo, that can validate your sk** Yeah, but we know that is not the real scenario Like Milo, Danko, and Brown on stage without Busta That's not the real scenario Real n***as listen, I'm noticing that hip-hop is splitting Into branches like trees do Saying you're the next one and you gon' save the game Well please do, we need you DJ's are selling out faster than cheap cars MC's are selling their best bars for cheap cars Ain't nobody paying, and ain't no weight to nothing these corny n***as are saying What game are you playing? When n***as used to say "yo, you heard what he said?" But now they say "yo, I heard that, the lyrics is dead Where's the next one, and try not to be versey Can you start it off with controversy? Put a hook on it" 360 and you're rocking for that label paper Now your money's gone and you can't eat 'cause the crooks own it [Hook 2x: Scratches by DJ Premier] "Got style" "I know" "[?]" "Bumpy Knuckles" "Bumpy Knuckles"