Pete Rock - We Good lyrics

[Kardinal] Yeah, I see you P'Rrahh It's Mr. Kardinal, we good Worry about us, it's Kardinal Offishall Knahmean, circle n***az in dis Y'knahmean, straight from T Dot Linked up with the grand master of the beats, P'Rrrah It's the Pete Rock, y-yeah, NY to T Dot C'mon - yeah, raisin my fist is like the bat sign, bringin out lyricists I attract heat, I be the under overground Microphone magician, subteranean, unindentified sky-toucher, maneuver the machines And rip apart MC's and hang 'em from the seams (yeah) Large n***a seem scary, out in the hood Shootin tic-tac-toe in your Burberry For generations, a cold verse k**er's been chillin out Waitin in the cut, spillin out Hot sh**, yeah they feelin me now, cause I linked with Pete The best at it since Nas and "Illmatic" Respect is automatic, got it, well hold it A lot of MC's will need it to pay they rent, sewed it And eventually fold it (uh-huh) check my resume I'm like H&R Block when I rock Y'all n***az get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn when I earn airtime like H. Stern Kardinal's like a 20 carat diamond Up in the rough dust, New York check the shinin I'm intertwinin, line for line combinin with Mr. Rock rhymin, flowin on time and Stop your whinin, y'all couldn't let go since I flowed over the remix of "Grindin'" [Chorus: Kardinal] We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood When I'm in the USA, they say "yes DJ" When Pete's in the blend they say "my n***a come again" We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ" When I'm in the C-A-N they say "my n***a come again" [Kardinal] Yeah what makes the best rapper, ice on the wrist? Ice on the chain? Ice in the bucket with the Crist'? Ice grill, iced down, ice inside my frown Ice start sparklin on the spaghetti strap gown (HU!) Kardinal, nickname No Gimmicks Still the n***a to get up in it, rip the place down Rock a wife beater, show off my belly when I'm ready The type to drive around on bootleg Pirellis MC's gettin stuck like clubgoers in Chi-Town Rip any prick from Brixton to my town The T Dot, yeah you know me Bringin back the bad bwoy style, yeah ya owe me Gun finger in da air, shootin blanks Thinkin bout the day I can live next to Phil Banks 'Til then, my circle n***az straight out the hood Don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good [Chorus] We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ" When I'm in Brixton they say "my n***a come again" [Kardinal] Yo yo, protect your +Head & Shoulders+ when the Kardinal bust Boy I take care of two in one shot like +Pert Plus+ Buck buck! n***az get dumb live on acetate Ma**acre ma**es of MC's on mixtapes (yup) Street cats get taken out with street raps Live from the streets where peeps meet to see a weak n***a see defeat Y'know, take a week to look back And reflect on how you can't spit when Kardinal speak Unique like o-ccasional crackheads Monster talk to settin off a gourmet verse like rice pilaf (f** off!) I'm great Save the petty black trash talkin for Ricky Lake [Chorus] We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood When I'm in the USA, they say "yes DJ" When I'm in the C-A-N they say "my n***a come again" We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, n***a we good Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ" When Pete's in the blend they say "my n***a come again"