2 Live Crew Check It Out Y`all [freestyle Rappin`] Lyrics

Check It Out Y`all [freestyle Rappin`] Lyrics

Check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll

2-2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew

Fresh-fresh-fresh Kid Ice, tre-tre-Treach Dee Jay

Bro-brother Marquis, bus-bust a rhyme



Extra, extra, hear all the bad news

About the wacky-wack MCs and the ones like you

Because I've done everything that you have tried

And I've been accepted where you've been denied



I'm the M A R, the Q U I S

Here to run down a rhyme at your request

I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn

I came here tonight just to get it on



So listen up close and listen up well

'Cause the Brother Marquis has a story to tell

This is a story about an MC

Who got real brave and challenged me



He thought that he was bad, he thought he was tough

Until I, what, until I called his bluff

And as the battle began, his rhymes got weaker

You couldn't even hear his voice come out the speaker



And as he started to get ignored

The party people turned and walked off the floor

They did not applaud and they did not cheer

And homeboys just said, "Get the fuck outta here"



So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh

I could see the sucka duck muthafucka gettin' mad

He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire

He wasn't competition but just a little biter



So, as he turned and walked away

With his head to the ground and nothin' to say

'Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted

He tried to battle me and found self-destruction



2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew

Bus-bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme

Bus-bust a rhyme, Fresh-fresh Kid Ice



I've been rhymin' and designin', and always tryin'

Our beats are always strong, and never dyin'

The lyrics I recite, I say with power

So step aside or get devoured



I won't say I'm sorry 'cause I don't want glory

Gonna stimulate this party, so don't you worry

Bustin' all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss

'Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst



Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body in motion

'Cause anything I do, I get an ovation

The compliments I get never cease to end

'Cause I say what I want and I never bend



To any silly shit that you got to say

But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay

'Cause you heard it before and it ain't no lie

That 2 Live music will never die



Check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll

Check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll

2-2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew

Bus-bust a rhyme, Bro-brother Marquis, Bro-brother Marquis

Bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme



I met this girl named Kisha, the daughter of a preacher

I met her in school and we did it on the bleachers

The kids were in gym as I went for a swim

I rocked her so good until she wanted it again



That was jet-set, so soft and wet

Now Kisha's on my tip, and that you can bet

Until one day I got caught in the act

With my girl named Melissa from a few days back



Kisha done called me up and asked me to explain

She said I played with her heart like it was a game

She said, "Why?", I couldn't deny

She said, "Don't lie", then she started to cry

But Kisha was yearnin' to be de-virgined

She told her father, and he preached her a sermon



Ch-ch-check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll

Check it, check it out, check it, check it, check it out ya'll

Bus-bust a rhyme, Fre-fresh Kid Ice, bus-bust a rhyme



My name is Kid Ice, Gemini is my sign

From the time I started rappin', your title was mine

I started in the west, brought back to the east

Got about my man Luke who unleashed the beast



In me, for oh so long, I was put down

Forced by others to listen to their sound

'Til the time has come as I proclaim to you

All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through



You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream

You need style and ability to make a team

So ya better come hard, and come correct

'Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject



So go back home and learn to write

But don't come back 'til ya say it right

So while you're still there lookin' stupid in the face

Ya better get lost with ya pat-pat bass



Ch-ch-check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll

Check it-check it out, check it-check it out

Check it-check it-check it out-check it out

Check it-check it out ya'll



Tre-treach Dee Jay, check it out ya'll, Tre-treach Dee Jay

Check it-check it-check it out

Tre-treach Dee Jay, Tre-treach Dee Jay, Treach Dee Jay

Check it out-check it out ya'll



Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah

Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah