Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - Check It Out lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - Check It Out lyrics]
We go back and forth
Sending this out to my people up north
Tell 'em if you ain't from
New York you're soft
Box or throw rocks, fish or cut bait
Cause I fight great, but wait
Here's the hottest joint on lockdown
Ready for release what they
Call a masterpiece covers are blown
Known for keeping shit lethal
Cause now I'm like water in the
Desert for you thirsty people
What's the fixation with all this artillery?
Now you catch a look
Saying "Who are you to question me?"
Giving sighs from enemy lines taking
Care of my business
Is how you found out Wayne's
World was never his
See my pend holds strong for
All my cookies in mink
We call all types of bitches
Running out of ink
Later for ticky mind, avoid like suama
But I don't see nothing wrong with
A little bump and grind
You know it's my thing, get your bell rang
By the Meccafied slang
The jack of all trades
Couldn't even gang bang
And niggas can't hang with so many styles
You'd swear the shit was out of Wu Tang
But the samurai, CL Smooth I be slicing
Dicing you down when the mic is around
I rebound like Oakley when you provoke me
This is the Chocolate Thai
Be careful how you toke me
I razzle dazzle your fragile ass
Until you pay homage to the man I plan is
Holding all the knowledge
In five minutes of funk off my tounge
Read the label shown
Is it Pete Rock or Oliver Stone?
Still the same, they remember my name
Kind of reminds me of when Rocket
Ismail played for Notre Dame
Invincibility with no vulnerability
Selling more than gold with the
Killers on my payroll
You'd better watch your step
Known for the rep
Of being real but can't accept
Jealous brothers and others
Who can't relax with pep
And if it was the playoffs
Your ass would get swept and kept on stash
The Tango & Cash competitors bow
Cause I would think we all know
Who The Don is by now
Making loot at the pace of a horse race
Now once again my friend
The great paperchase
Here's a taste of life in the fast lane
Now house full of chicks
He's stripping off the Don P
With the profound sound
I ride swoops like a hawk
And can only bring the essence of New York
It's the Vernonville daddy
Can you comprehend?
How some real live niggas set a new trend
Of being so blasted
Smoothest prophets to the brain cell
While I bid you all a farewell
Sending this out to my people up north
Tell 'em if you ain't from
New York you're soft
Box or throw rocks, fish or cut bait
Cause I fight great, but wait
Here's the hottest joint on lockdown
Ready for release what they
Call a masterpiece covers are blown
Known for keeping shit lethal
Cause now I'm like water in the
Desert for you thirsty people
What's the fixation with all this artillery?
Now you catch a look
Saying "Who are you to question me?"
Giving sighs from enemy lines taking
Care of my business
Is how you found out Wayne's
World was never his
See my pend holds strong for
All my cookies in mink
We call all types of bitches
Running out of ink
Later for ticky mind, avoid like suama
But I don't see nothing wrong with
A little bump and grind
You know it's my thing, get your bell rang
By the Meccafied slang
The jack of all trades
Couldn't even gang bang
And niggas can't hang with so many styles
You'd swear the shit was out of Wu Tang
But the samurai, CL Smooth I be slicing
Dicing you down when the mic is around
I rebound like Oakley when you provoke me
This is the Chocolate Thai
Be careful how you toke me
I razzle dazzle your fragile ass
Until you pay homage to the man I plan is
Holding all the knowledge
In five minutes of funk off my tounge
Read the label shown
Is it Pete Rock or Oliver Stone?
Still the same, they remember my name
Kind of reminds me of when Rocket
Ismail played for Notre Dame
Invincibility with no vulnerability
Selling more than gold with the
Killers on my payroll
You'd better watch your step
Known for the rep
Of being real but can't accept
Jealous brothers and others
Who can't relax with pep
And if it was the playoffs
Your ass would get swept and kept on stash
The Tango & Cash competitors bow
Cause I would think we all know
Who The Don is by now
Making loot at the pace of a horse race
Now once again my friend
The great paperchase
Here's a taste of life in the fast lane
Now house full of chicks
He's stripping off the Don P
With the profound sound
I ride swoops like a hawk
And can only bring the essence of New York
It's the Vernonville daddy
Can you comprehend?
How some real live niggas set a new trend
Of being so blasted
Smoothest prophets to the brain cell
While I bid you all a farewell