Lords Of The Underground | Ready Or Not (1994)

Common Sense | Thisisme (1994)

Organized Konfusion & The Large Professor - Stress (remix)

I slung slang
When i came in the do'
I told you before you never know what i know my
Name oh no I'm missin' you baby, my pro black flow
Strange but thats how i walk it
Slangs how i talk it
If it don't chart mother-fuark it
How do niggas know that it's me when i come
Cos' one hands on my nuts and the others on my gun nuff
Bic lights flick when my vocal tracks lit
Get so mad over it, that they'll kill for this shit
I gets projects respect from east and west
Hip-Hop's like this no matter where niggas rest
Recognize post-its
You know i represent hard core ex-slaves Under white governments
Every hard job can't left un-done
Before you splurt gun or ya bust pon'
Niggas run for cover cos' I'm wile in the game
Kill a rapper pon' stage cos' it's all in the game
Urban radio you must play this
Cos' we ain't got no time for yo' fake ghetto shit, see
I set the trends when i came in
Cos' i come from the slum and I'm steady slangin
See, i set the trends when i came in i come from a slum
I'm steady slangin

If he comes from a slum
You could see the fuckin'
Slang, in his walk, his talk
If he comes from a slum
Well you could hear the fuckin slang
Out the woofers in his trunk
If he comes from a slum
Well you could see the fuckin slang
In his walk, his talk
If he comes from a slum
Well you can hear the fuckin
Slang, out the woofers in his trunk

Dat a fierce, dat a dollar business
Slave traders run slum slang music
But me no worry, cos some black shit is gonna go down
And i gotta get mine
Come ghetto people ere' me talkin' sistren bawlin
Nigga would you stop cos' I'm all in
Who you think you foolin' witchya stolen style
I guess about a million cos' ya platinum now!
Look at me
Knowledge how i slip slide and slang
None can a hang, choose name get slain
Like C.L. nigga this ain't a game
Ain't in it for the fame, yet how can i complain
Jersey leave a stain represent black reign
Get ill loose your grill or snake ass fangs
You know who I'm talkin' to
All bullshit aside Mr Wise come through
It's a ghetto thing.. that brothers gotta have
If you don't understand.. well thats your stupid ass
But word em up, word to moms, word is bond, word to God
With skin this dark, i can't get the job
I'm living like this cos' my life ain't changing till the day that i die
I'mma be steady slangin
See I'm living like this my life ain't changing till the day that i die
I'mma be slangin

Some brothers slang, inna crack business
Poopa could do but i choose to slang this
Paraphernalia, MIC and music
If you choose to inhale just don't abuse it
Harl up a lickel wicked ex-slave talk never could hurt nuttin
Never would write chore
Chicks off tip as i kick politricks, black kids wuhent supposed to make $1 kid
Now we get good and plenty, Shot outs props and thangs
All the came from the use of the slang
So what you talkin' when you say you'll ban this
You'll get a cock back la inna red hot clip !
A lickle summin summin, from the slang in me
You can't change me, I'm an ex-slave see
My lips, my nose, my coco black skin, subject to the slum and I'm steady slangin

Wise Intelligent | Steady Slangin (1996) Remix

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