J Dilla - Say It (Remix) lyrics

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J Dilla - Say It (Remix) lyrics

{"Say it"} [Joell Ortiz] You say it you did it, you didn't then they did it to you You couldn't wake up and hustle, you had to get approval And become a big dog but stay a little poodle Hatin like, "That's word to my mother, I knew that n***a boo-boo" Take a look at this game y'all, this sh** is doo-doo n***as say what they don't do, smoke what they don't know It's a circus not a zoo, they say they walk where they don't go Ask about them in they hood nobody knows who they are Cause all they did was play they window and steady our Way of life and write it on they paper nice So you could lie and say you played the strip late at night But I'd know when I had to hit the ave I used to take your bike You was always that lil' dude that the neighbors like Your face move, you ain't never been in a razor fight So when you say what you did make sure you say it right Cause I ain't gon' only break your jaw, I'mma break your mic [Termanology] I pledge allegiance to beatin the sh** outta every beat That I'm greeted with immediately me and Sheek And Joell might as well be Rakim, Kane and LL I puff a L and stuff a shell up in the borough {"Say it"} if you really want the hammer The cannon'll blow your grandma, make it hotter than Atlanta They call me Tony Montana, the vandal that handled grammar f** a police scanner, I'm standin up on a grand and just {"Say it"} and we come through deep Bunch of crazy Puerto Ricans and we all got heat Give a f** about a hater cause we all got beef I do songs with Bun B, Saigon and Free For free, that says a lot for me I get respect from the rappers that you dyin to meet Monday's Murder Ma**, Tuesday's out in Philly Wednesday's pour heart then back to N.Y.C., c'mon [Bun B] {"Say it"} To my face if you got the testes Don't try to test these, you better bounce like jet skis Cause we body beats, and this one I'mma murder that This UGK for life {"c'mon"} I know you heard of that {"Say it"} like a murder rap, buddy I'mma body boys Leave lines leakin on loose leaf and probably scarred I don't talk to fakes so don't try to polly god They find you stankin in Frisco at the trolley yard Lord, have mercy, have grace Have the decency to get the f** up out of my face I ain't down with the braggin, ya dumb so ya convo is laggin And really {"c'mon"} you got the dragon We melt mics G, but not like that I'mma run and grab you some Colgate and be right back Now that's real, just keepin it trill You wanna be the big will like J Dill'? {"C'mon"} Then motherf**er just {"say it"} f** the radio, internet play it NahRight.com, yo it's time to S.K. it Let the hood okay it, no way it could lose R.I.P. to my dude, Pimp and J Dilla too Two of the best that was keepin it true And if you miss 'em both like I do Then let me hear you just {"say it"} [Saigon] I mastered my zone, that's why I'm in a cla** of my own This was '93 I'd probably be blastin the chrome Y'all be sittin ya a**es at home And you was a telephone thug, who only talk trash on the jones Now in the booth, you this bullet-proof certified murderer If this had any truth, why nobody never heard of ya? You only known for rap, n***a, bumpin your gum Nobody seen none of this crack, that you dumped in the slum, bum Nobody seen you bustin your gun, you wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight (sh**) Your p**y lips too tight Man, I'll tell you 'bout a kid named Divine Live by the thirty-eight {"c'mon"} and die by the nine {"say it"} What's it gon' take to make n***as stop lyin' in they rhyme? Is this what you gotta do to shine? Who give a f** if radio say it's a hit? Real n***as consider it miscellaneous sh** Nah, we ain't the ones to play with (play with) we slay sh** (slay sh**) You wan' rhyme with the big boys then n***a just {"say it"} [Freeway] Who the only n***a that drop Thirty-one songs in a row and they all hot? Y'all n***as drop songs and they all flop k**in me, I gun ya all down, thirty shots in a row, yeah {"Say it"} Me and Term' spit fire burn, we'll burn Drop bombs like Vietnam, send you home missin arm Missin leg, I'm the plague, I'm a renegade Hundred-fifty boys come, hundred-fifty boys laid Out, sprayed out with their brain out n***as said he spittin fire, Freezer put the flame out Freezer needed money so Freezer put the 'caine out '09's mines, clear the lane out 'fore I drain out The 11th letter, that's the K for you stupid fools Make memorials out your hangout I am Destiny's Child, all you gotta do is +Say My Name+ out Loud, f** the crowd, pull the thang out Blaow!