It's Like That Lyrics - Singles - Us 3

Hey yo kid bust this, it's time to drop the flavour 

I'm fly as can be, I'm rhymin' on my good behaviour 

From New York City kickin' dope rhymes that you savour 

Take it from the top, I cut MCs just like a razor 

It's time to kick 'cos I always do the trick 

The shit that you always poppin' all amount to a flick 

Stick nigga's up with the hype rhyme filled with ammo 

Blast from the past bullets passin' through your abdomen 

Rin tin tin I troop in on the bins 

My friends is down in the dumps 'cos I cashed in on the wins 

Hens and chickens layin' low, sucker nigga's don't know 

That I can kick the mad ballistics plus I'm wreckin' every show 

Sew it up, ya got static? 

'Cos I'm better than the next chump so don't panic 

'Cos I'm a wet you with my skills, still chill, got the crispy 

bills 

'Cos it's like that the way it is, get off the dills 

And it's like that 

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You've got to give me props I'm on the way to the top 

Stop. I think I just heard a pin drop 

'Cos you're stunned by the way I came off my head Ted 

Turn the packs to burner and I put heads to bed 

Fed up but I'm still just too legit to quit 

I sit in my girly's lap while I'm kissin' on her lips 

Girls love to lick 'em up and up and down and all around 

But only if their sexual history is sound 

I'm a brown-skinned medallion, code name mic stallion 

Takin' over brothers that are dillyin' and dallyin' 

I'm rallyin' like Al Sharpton, militant youth 

Booth built for the DJ, hooked up and sound proofed 

Seein' is believin' yo believin' is my method 

So believe me when I say that it's the party that I'm wreckin' 

Sinbad the sailor couldn't take me out 

And I hope your ass don't take that route 

And it's like that 

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Steady as I flow I row row row your boat 

I got a castle in Brackerlack with sharks in my moat 

So use the drawbridge and pave way while I say 

Hi-C and Rahsaan are down until the break of day 

And like he man I have the power 

I like my chicken from the china man but make it sweet and sour 

Devour all other wack MCs 

And when I windsurf nature gives me a breeze 

'Cos it's a new jack kickin' rhymes like Jackie Chan 

I got a year round tan, 'cos I'm a brother man 

I'm travellin' in style I gotta pass the first class 

'Cos it's time to give rappin' some pizzazz 

So the B-boys from Brooklyn breakin' bones for the bucks 

I never ever sell out but I still own a tux 

Huh, I make short work of your crew 

Hi-C the beast master kick the funky for you 

And it's like that