Remedy - Can Can lyrics

(feat. Clocka, Lounge Mode) [Intro: Clocka] Uh! Make ya knees buckle n***a I don't f**in feel it Clocka Dot and Angelou pull triggas with Reme-dy (Yes we can can, yes we can can) Yea, catch a kid, not Speed one n***a (Yes we can can, yes we can can) (Yes we can can, yes we can can) [Clocka] Very strong word writer, chairmen of my pen Don't waste no ink, regulated raw raps Sound of New York City, firm legislature raps For them n***as with gats who get busy (Yes we can can, yes we can can) [Lounge Mode] Yo I'm posted with my Nike Flights Money nice, crack bags are fatter than your wife's a** Plus cash to move with, the outta town +CREAM+ getter Clear the scene spitter, doin things that I normally do [Remedy] Yo, we jump out the vans like SWAT on some "take what you got" We on some real live +Pillage+ sh** and flee from the spot It's the Remedy like it or not Yo you rappers are my enemy, I hope you die and you rot (Yes he can can) [Lounge Mode] For all you b**h mothaf**as want beef, so come and take mine Come and test me, I hold my fort down and feel questly Live from the k**a Hill jets, ain't nothin changed From +Protect Ya Neck+, now I'm doin shows with Inspectah Deck [Clocka] I got professional dancehall status than the average Known to +Tear Da Club Up+, 16 shot semi-automatic Let go through metro politics Left big holes and sh**, blood on ya outfit [Remedy] Turn up the ba**, check out my melody and doubt it's the God I'm lettin knowledge be born and my name's the R E-M-E-D-Y sent from a-far, a Wu k**a Bee on a 6-sided star Yes we can can [Chorus 2X: Lounge Mode] Everythin is love in the clubs, we sell d** (Yes we can can, yes we can can) Shots and slugs, one time buck shots for thugs (Yes we can can, yes we can can) [Lounge Mode] Yo what's the low budget dust in the Dutch that got me f**ed up And twisted, you better believe I got the biscuit Othorized slash Rem-D slash +Pillage+ I'ma k** it, soon as you talk I'm in ya sk**et [Remedy] From the concentration camp we went straight to the ramp Put my face in the stamp, '88 BB champ (BBC!) Rem-D find me in the H buildin but don't waste ya time lookin I keep sh** cookin [Lounge Mode] I'm at the midtown and tellin 'em, "About to get down" And how it went down when me and Clocka Dot, we had to spit rounds Broke the car and jumped out, jetted then we pumped out Every last round in the clip and left 'em slumped out [Remedy] You wack like a mob contract, catch a body Like Tommy Ballotti, 4-5ths to Louisvilles +Shoot to k**+, still never ran, never will The Remedy gets you open like them pigs in the Pill' (Yes we can can, yes we can can) [x4] [Lounge Mode] The word from the WB, they said it's actin These bouncers frontin at +The Tunnel+, on to Staten k**a Bamz spit out, Bobby all Diged out Wild Baneen Method Man night, I got kicked out [Remedy] Yo just when you thought it was safe to make records We right dead smack in ya face in 10 seconds (Yes we can can) Slingers and guns, ain't nothin funny Reformulate, build with the Queen and drill honey [Lounge Mode] I walked off like I'm Lucky Hands Yo who the f** wanna touch my man? Twin guns in the sand hidden God forbid it, if you f** around you lay around Red infrared light was on point and spittin [Remedy] Now to the know, the free man banned and understanded (Yes we can can) Everythin's love up in the club man The green Bud man on some American Bandstand (Yes we can can) I'm in the club, come show me some love man (Yes we can can, yes we can can) [x20] [Outro: Lounge Mode] Yea n***a, word n***a You hear me talkin Rem-D slash Othorized slash +Pillage+ Midtown went to get down Yo WB, East Barracks Nahmean? Shaolin baby Wilda Baneeni, Styler Baneeni Wilda Baneeni..