Kid Capri - Do or Die lyrics

Do or die (They know know what I mean?) Bring your clique come on Do or die Bring your clique bring your clique (Do or die) Bring your clique bring your clique (come on) Yo yo; I flash knowledge not scandal Watch me dismantle your handle lyrics like candles They burn on waxes in your sandle Microphone Vandal, KRS-One'll make em scramble When they gamble, I tear them like flannel You want to battle? You'se a dreamer I put up my Benz, you put up your Beamer I guarantee ya, I leave ya standin' with your beaper Double or nothing, you put up your sneakers and your megaspeakers You'll have no sound; while I'll be uptown in your Adidas Don't mess with Teachers we pray for peepers We no cheaters is rare, but we wax that Fair and square, don't even stare too long Or dare the wrong, I'm there and gone With a really simple sing-a-long Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Yo, yo Kid Capri is the dopest Open up the door, let me come in the place Before you recognize the raw, yo, its right in your face Just a little taste, yo I'm kinda nuts like Planters The haters save your money cause this album is bananas! I'm flashin' just a little style, for a little while Been flowin' like the Nile from when you was just a child Now its ninety-eight, and I will not hesitate You'll be floatin' in the lake, your not no heavyweight! Your lightweight, I devastate on the equal races No I'm not a racist, but no race could really face this I hate this, no I don't, You'll face Kris, no you won't You know you broke cause what you want ain't really dope Like a billy goat, I ram your set like BLAOW! Who cares how you like me now, your on the ground Boogie-Down, let me make one thing clear BX, baby this is our year Try here and die here, superfly here As I threw my spear near, think what to do my dear I'm new and clear, my clarity's amazing Still blazin', played the low on occasion We make hotter, JOHN BLAZE You n***as rockin' in the WRONG WAYS I make your head knock while the SONG PLAYS Kid Capri bombs bural (boom!) bombs thorough Now you know what you can vibe f** talkin' your mom's herald Let's make it happen, me and you rappin' f** wack raps, f** where you sell your cracks at Its all good but your rap style seems to be common If ain't no real sh** you don't need to be rhymin' Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique South Bronx! I'm smaller, not bigger, drink water not liquor So I slaughter quick your lyric-lick, you move like a ninja I'm all up in your white blood My style is devestatin', your renovatin' like HUD What, you expect when I'm on the set Don't forget, I'm givin' in cash and wreck You still ain't ready yet, better yet When I connect all y'all hit the deck! Heck, you might as well sign over that publishing check You ain't worth, my style is ugly and dirty If you ain't close to the thirty you really haven't heard of me But don't worry, hurry in the clubs I get wit em Got styles for the eighties, nineties, and the new millennium Only s**er MC's be like Kris got some ish with him Because they can't get wit him, only the best sit wit him Cops don't be friskin' him, gangs be enlistin' him Nations be missin' him, you really think you dissin' him? Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique Do or die, I'm sayin' its you and I Bring your clique, bring your clique