Yasiin Bey - Oh no - (best of decade i version) lyrics

Ya, one for the treble, two for the ba** Welcome to the great incredible paper chase Keep your boots laced if you want to keep pace Oh no, n***as ain't scared to hustle It's been seven days, the same clothes Ask them originals 'cause they know Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe Step away from the mic, they too cold The funk might fracture your nose Say my name, say my name Observe how I stake my claim I independently layed down and played my game My own two raise my flame 'Cause dick ridin' ain't my thing I earned what they said I wouldn't I got it the way they said I couldn't But now I'm gettin' it and their whole grill is cookin' Mad, 'cause I'm gettin' caked out from my bookings When y'all was askin' permission I just stepped up and took it What? The kid's better buy my rookie card now 'Cause after this year the price ain't comin' down And if you got a joint bubblin', then get money now 'Cause in a minute there's gon' be some real trouble comin' out Just a warnin', as usual, some cats won't heed it The hard headed always gotta feel it to believe it It's a shame that jealous gays is too short to see it But when their face hit the cement, they nod in agreement We could play nice and decent or dirty like the 7-1 precinct Call it a day or make it a long evenin' You keep on schemin', makin' me some more reasons I had the women in your mama's church screamin', "Lord Jesus" Harder than y'all 'cause I'm smarter than y'all I know that deep down it got to be botherin' y'all Pay attention, watch fly gon' get larger than y'all Put your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it all Oh no, look at who they let in the back door From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know We rock from the east to west coast Queens to Step away from the mic they too cold The funk might fracture your nose Very contagious raps should be trapped in cages Through stages and wackness, foul rats is blazin' And it amazes me how you claim thug But go two ways without Skytell pagers I'm intellectual, pa** more essays Than motorcade police parades through East L.A More beef then deli's plus what I vent is just What you must defend is evil aim, uh Hallelujah, Pharoahe Monch'll tool ya Maintain the same frame of mind, school ya Get the picture, sit ya, seat ya, preacher with scriptures I'ma quit the rip ya, reach ya Pharoahe and Mos is verbalized, Mos is coast to coast We boast to be the most explosive here Ferocious, the lyrical prognosis The dose is just leavin' you mentally unfocused here Emcee's just come on 'round You're the next contestants on, 'Catch a beat down' Don't be hesitant, sound cracks to sediment It's evident we're medicine for your whole town Sky's the limit, game's definite when I'm in it All window's is tinted, how you seein' me when I'm in it? Rap, we got it on lock man, stop that Put that mic back down, boy, drop that Pharoahe's, slows, blows, shows, like Afros We hate y'all though, that's why Nate Dogg goes Oh no, n***as ain't scare to hustle It's been seven days the same clothes Ask them originals 'cause they know Mos Def, Nate Dogg and Pharoahe Step away from the mic they too cold The funk might fracture your nose Oh no, n***as ain't scare to hustle It's been seven days the same clothes Ask them originals 'cause they know Mos Def, Nate Dogg and Pharoahe Step away from the mic they too cold The funk might fracture your nose Oh no, look at who they let in the back door From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know We rock from the east to west coast Queens to Step away from the mic they too cold The funk might fracture your nose