God Lives Through Lyrics

Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
There's a million MC's that claim they want some But see, I create sounds that make your ears go numb Peace to Sayers Ave, yeah, you know how we go My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Lowerton is in the house, I can't forget Southside Walk past MC's like that girl did the Pharcyde I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC with the know how Act like you know, not now but right now
Beast of the East, on MC's I have a feast I'd eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like Shanice Straight out Jamaica scene, Jamaica Queens But you could find me out in Georgia or anywhere in between
Now, if my partners don't look good, Malik won't look good If Malik don't look good, the Quest won't look good If the Quest don't look good, then Queens won't look good But since the sounds are universal, New York won't look good
Picture Phife losin' a battle, come on, get off it Put down the microphone, son, surrender, forfeit Did I hear somethin' 'bout a crew? What they wanna do? You better call Mr. Babyface so he can bring out the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton And I'll dissect you like a fraction Oh, you wanna be Top Cat MC's, I'll pop you like a zit You wanna be the champ, you more like chief some shit
Big up myself every time when it comes to this MC's be runnin' scared as if they're watchin' the Exorcist I kick more game than a crackhead from Hempstead My styles are milk, man, you'd think that I was breast fed
You know the steelo when the Diggy Dawg is on the scene I dedicate this to all the MC's outta Queens That goes for Onyx, LL, Run D M C Akinyele, Nasty Nas and the Extra P
You need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain't no other Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover Yo Tip, don't worry Dunn, you know I get the party jumpin' Get on the mic my man and break 'em off a lil' lil' sumthin' Yo Tip, don't worry Dunn, you know I get the party jumpin' Get on the mic my man and break 'em off a lil' sumthin'
La la la la, doop doo do do (Oh my God! Oh my God!) (Oh my God! Oh my God!)
La la la la, shooby doop do do (Oh my God! Oh my God!) (Oh my God! Oh my God!)
La la la la, shooby doop do do (Oh my God! Oh my God!) (Oh my God! Oh my God!)
You know I'm on the other, for the top 40 Haha, you gotta do it like this (Oh my God! Oh my God!) (Oh my God! Oh my God!)
We got the funk Doody Don shit, clearly it's the bomb shit So recognize me, kids, memorize me Everyday, I be scroungin', really, I be loungin' I play the down low, very, very incognito
Aries is my sign, I know that I can rhyme Sometimes, I rhyme in riddles, plus, I make the hunnies wiggle Intellect is the major, some heads like to wager The skills on the hill, overlookin' dollar bills
Man, ya crazy, thinkin' you can phase me The ab doesn't study near nonsense money Life seems to meet me, MC's seem too cheesy With they doody ass renditions of defeatin' competition
I rock to the roll, man, yes, I'm a soul man Bet'cha bottom dolla, Vinia will make ya holla As ya stand at attention, did I forget to mention? MC's will give me twenty, if I sense that they act funny
Lyrics are abundant, right there, I sound redundant Just mentionin' the fact that the area is fat I dwell in the unda so hunny, it's no wonder That I get plenty of tail, well, I even get white
I'ma bet hittin' head crack, there money, take that Breakin' niggaz off, cut their bank, then I'm off While my Nik'es match my lil' hat, beat joint is mad fat Got the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he's OX
For tier means creator, the poetry relater It's hemp, like Betsy Ross Let me tell you who's the boss
La la la (Oh my God!) La la la (Oh my God!)
La la la, smooth it out y'all (Oh my God!) La la la (Oh my God!)
La la la (Oh my God!) La la la (Oh my God!)
La la la (Oh my God!) La la la (Oh my God!)
Queens got a Zoo, Brooklyn got a Zoo Bronx got a Zoo, Long Island got a Zoo Long Island got the zone
Jersey got a Zoo, Philly got a Zoo Milwaukee got a Zoo L.A. got a Zoo, Oaktown got the zone
La la la, la la la La la la, la la la
See, I like to get down Jack