It`s My Thang `99 Lyrics

It`s My Thang `99 lyrics

[Featuring EPMD Redman Keith Murray]
[Keith Murray] (DJ Clue)
Yeah what up
yo it's Mr. Keith Murray
The Lyrical Lexicon the matador metaphor (NEW
SHIT)
Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD the Squadron (It's My Thing
'99)
Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue check it out (STUPID)
Aiyyo we got
these hoes spreaded out like mustard
The Squad go to war like General
Custard
I just lost my a alike and I'm takin it hard
And havin bad dreams
of spooky voices and graveyards
[Erick Sermon]
First of all, I'm the E of
EPMD
Rockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be
fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat and formed
[Redman]
Drinkin
a Beck's, all day I think about sex
Got the gaze to knock the "A" off your
'Virex
Who am I? D-O, my M-O is fuck P-O
Luv ta Fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck
ya, fuck ya
[PMD]
Aiyyo I detonate on impact
So niggaz better get
back
The playahaters stay off the dick, P ain't wit that
The blunt, I
split that, bust a four wit the kick back
No need to stress that chickenhead
nigga, already hit that
[Keith Murray]
I put the pow in the wow like gun
to the powder
Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be proud of
I
get out of hand like I lost my arm
Decipher the head of c-cipher like
Voltron
[Erick Sermon]
Who got wins? those that be hard pretend
You
got skills? come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my style ropa-dope around
the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King
[Redman]
Call
me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock
Cops know the SL hand do
well
Can tell by the nails you frail
We can battle till your girl big ass
feet out them Channels
[PMD]
Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit
aggressively
My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin
me
Consecutively, five golds so technically
You niggaz got a long way to
go to catch the PMD
[Keith Murray]
Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it
through your chest
Make a mothafucker catch a cardiac arrest
Live out the
Fresh Fest, one of the best
I asked my nigga Red Alert, he said
"YEESSSSS"
[Erick Sermon]
I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal
tone
It don't work, I show em the chrome and flash the greens
Coincide wit
the red beam, and hear about it all day on Street Scene
[Redman]
I Welcome
niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder
Pull out my gat, you'll be like
"AAAGH!!" like Godfather
I hang small, but when I'm hard I'm gigantic
In
fact, my big-ass dick sunk the Titanic
[PMD]
An MC massacre, got a click
and crew ready to blast at ya
(Why these niggaz mad, P?) cuz we the masters
(CLUE!!)
We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon askin
Like you
gaspin, backin up while P's blastin
[Keith Murray]
I'll be like "ROOF!!"
Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith Murray pack a black tech
And I don't give a
fuck, I can't be touched
Females jump in my flow like double-dutch
[Erick
Sermon]
My technique, knock niggaz off they feet (why)
I'm Ultimate, like
the fuckin break beat
It's My Thing, back wit the sequel
Hold my Squad
down wit the chrome desert eagle
[Redman]
Yo, I go back like straps,
puttin Lee patch where your knee at
Puff wit mi-das, and no Civics wit the
ski racks
Shut niggaz down that be tryin to win
I'll be like " Wha What
What!" like I'm from CNN
[PMD]
So peep the Thriller of Manilla, wreck
shit like Godzilla
Drink Old English, can not stand Miller
MC's cold
rockin till the party's through
Then they tap me on the shoulder and say
"This Bud's for you"
[DJ Clue] *echoing*
DJ Clue, The Professional,
uh-huh