Jamey Staub - Check It Out lyrics

[CL Smooth] We go back and forth, sending this out to my people up north Tell 'em if you ain't from New York you're soft Box or throw rocks, fish or cut bait Cause I fight great, but wait Here's the hottest joint on lockdown Ready for release what they call a masterpiece Covers are blown, known for keeping sh** lethal Cause now I'm like water in the desert for you thirsty people What's the fixation with all this artillery? Now you catch a look, saying "Who are you to question me?" Giving sighs from enemy lines taking care of my business Is how you found out Wayne's World was never his See my pend holds strong for all my cookies in mink We call all types of b**hes running out of ink Later for ticky mind, avoid like suama But I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind You know it's my thing, get your bell rang By the Meccafied slang, the jack of all trades Couldn't even gang bang, and n***as can't hang With so many styles, you'd swear the sh** was out of Wu-Tang But the samurai, CL Smooth I Be slicing, dicing you down when the mic is around I rebound like Oakley when you provoke me This is the Chocolate Thai, be careful how you toke me I razzle dazzle your fragile a** until you pay homage To the man I plan is holding all the knowledge In five minutes of funk off my tounge, read the label shown Is it Pete Rock or Oliver Stone? Still the same, they remember my name Kind of reminds me of when Rocket Ismail played for Notre Dame Invincibility with no vulnerability Selling more than gold with the k**ers on my payroll You'd better watch your step, known for the rep Of being real but can't accept jealous brothers and others Who can't relax with pep, and if it was the playoffs Your a** would get swept and kept on stash The Tango & Cash competitors bow Cause I would think we all know who The Don is by now Making loot at the pace of a horse race Now once again my friend, the great paperchase Here's a taste of life in the fast lane Now house full of chicks, he's stripping off the Don P With the profound sound, I ride swoops like a hawk And can only bring the essence of New York It's the Vernonville daddy, can you comprehend? How some real live n***as set a new trend Of being so blasted, smoothest prophets to the brain cell While I bid you all a farewell