| Lyrics: | Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable
A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat
cable
I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing
I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold
ring
I had an ace in the hole when it came to that
Yo Z you was packin? You know was
strapped
Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with 'em
So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my
Lee denim
They kept coming, just like I figured
So I stepped back, and started sprayin
niggaz
What a way to go out, out like a sucker
But I'm on track, like a Long Island
train
that can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing
Always on my jock like a snake
always hissing
Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross
Take me to the bar for the drink
and make a toast
Givin best wishes to the best MC
And when the spot is blown and yo you know
it's me
Because I'm housin
'Cause I'm housin
Because I'm housin
'Cause I'm
housin
Because I'm housin
Because I'm housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the
bomb
'Cause I'm housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
'Cause I'm
housin
Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb
'Cause I'm housin
Relate to the matter as
I drop the bomb
Coolin' at a party, no better yet disco
Head feelin' mellow from a
bottle of Cisco
Move...
To crush and fry a sucker MC like crisco
Gimme the cue, check
one two
Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo
You treatin me the Z to the D, like
a stepchild
Let me tell you homeboy you're livin foul
MC's, you know who you are
On the
bandwagon Why Z? Cuz you a star
This is the year when the joker's are wild
When a fag can't
hack it and try to bite y |
