Eddie Ill & D.L. - Just When You Thought You Were Nice lyrics

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Eddie Ill & D.L. - Just When You Thought You Were Nice lyrics

Yes, ha ha ha Oh boy, it's big trouble in the place I'm in the place, I'm in the place, I'm in the place I'm in the place, I'm in the mash hall place Just when you thought you was nice In comes the rude boy that they call Phife Since the year '89, I've been around the world twice And I everywhere, I go they say the same sh**: (that kid is nice) Gotta give a shout-out to my everyday peeps The ones who knew the time, the ones who never did sleep '89 twas the year when I entered the game Nobody knew my face, nobody knew my name But I knew from day one that this here wasn't games Gots to do this cause I love this, so mother f** the fame Gotta represent with the correct mindframe Since the day that De La put me on, hip-hop has never been the same My eyebrows stiffed when 'Tip and Sha' said "kick a rhyme" I simply go for broke, because I'm no joke I learned to freestyle early because I couldn't afford a pencil Or better yet a dime that I could lend to Mr. Wendall Alot of emcees talk, say they pushed the tech out They figured I'd lose my touch, just because I'm down south But you know good and well that Malik ain't havin' that I could live in f**in' Greese, still in all, I won't slack I'm sayin' though, my brother, you know there ain't no other So tell your main b**h that the Malik is still a lover Got that rough daddy flow, my idol's Michealangelo Enviro means I'm gettin' paid, cause my Eli said so I drop you emcees in a line like that game of dominoes So here we go, here we go, here we go Yes, see in the east we get biz Unh, Phife Diggy is the man kid, whoomp there it is That's to give a shout to Walt, since '87, he's had my back Pa dukes, ma dukes, my little brother named Zack My main purpose in life, is to be no one but Phife Just when you thought you was nice, now break it down Now if you think that I'm gonna be good to you If you think that I got what you need Shorty you're right (bow wow wow, yippie yo, yippe yea Phife Dawg's got somethin' for you baby) Now I'm the type of emcee to toot my horn like Reno Before I hit the stage I take a sip of aquafino I used to date Sabirno, or better yet Selino Who had more f**in' lumps than half-cooked forino You know my stee, the illy-illy emcee Phife Diggy, still knockin' off fleas Yo, plus how I bring it on the freestyle note f** what you heard, my sh** is capital 'D', dope Yes indeed, I give you what you need You try to test me, you're smokin' too much weed Yo, watch now how we bring it, and everybody sing it And like Mint Condition, no doubt, we f**in' swingin' Ha, it's like that yo, check the flow yo Ha, word up, word up Yeah, now break it down Ha, Jay Dee throw it down Detroit status, what, we is the baddest, what New York status, what, we is the baddest, unh Chicago status, what, we is the baddest, unh Saint Louis stats, what, we is the baddest, what H-O-U, stand for Houston ATL, you know what you did It's like that y'all