Phife Dawg, Pete Rock - Lemme Find Out lyrics

Yo Pete, run that

Growin up I used to use the Afro Sheen
Knicks and Lakers was my
Favorite basketball teams
Underground MC, but I can bring it mainstream
Rap style being seen like
Muthafuckin Tom Greene
In the immortal words of Rakim
I'm a microphone fiend
Trini say 'yes, Jamaica say 'seen'
(Hold it down) gotta hold it down for Queens
(Recognize) My name is Phife
People still takin rappin for a joke
All they know is chips, whips, dank
Hoes and smoke what we need is raw peoples
Who will practice they craft
Goin hard to the extreme
Why would you go half-assed?
Call me the Cal Ripken of the industry
(Carl who?) seen rappers shine
As well as seen some hang
Their head in misery
No matter what whoever said, I stuck with it
Stay committted
Hence the reason competition
Stay gettin shitted
On - what - I've held shit in for so long
(Go 'head, Phife, get your man on)
Reminiscin 'bout them school lunch tables
I used to bang on
Run-DMC at MSG gettin they shine on
Knowin one day I'd get that chance, yo
And the reward wasn't just dough
It was when people hit the danceflo'
A way with culture lyrics or shorties
Singin "Can I kick it?"
Yeah, that's the ticket, go 'head
Show me your Tribe spirit
Man listen, I'm here to tell it
Success was bound to come
How I know? I can smell it
Phife be sharper than an arrow
Equivalent to Pete Rock or
Primo collectin vinyl
Cause it's all about the love, yo
Battle whoever whenever, let's get it on, yo
Bust that ass like no tomorrow
Just to keep the flows up to par
But nowadays none of you maggots
Would like to spar
But here I are, 10 years in the cut
Five albums, did three of em dope
Two of them ugh and such and such
But like they say, a true champ
He always rises
Phife Dawg, Da LP, full of surprises

(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas
Ain't got no clout
(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas got
My name in your mouth
(Lemme find out) Them labels
Lately puttin shit out
(Lemme find out) Ah ha (Lemme find out) Ah ha
(Lemme find out) You want me to
Come blow up the spot
(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas is
All in the cot (Lemme find out) You don't
Know about Pete Rock
(Lemme find out) Ah ha (Lemme find out) Ah ha
(Lemme find out)

On my way to the club
Better known as One Tweezy
Where you find them fake ballers
And some hoes lookin sleazy
The place where robbin a nigga is so easy
Same club where strippers go
I think I found one to ease me
1: 30 in the morning, taking it easy
This one dude's all in my shit, for
A sec I thought I had tit's, gee
I overheard him saying that my
Rap style was pussy i'm nothin on my own
The rest were better without me
I couldn't comprehend
He said it under his breath
But when I did, no hesitation
To my business I stepped
What you say? Excuse me? Pardon?
Oh, don't be a bitch, sucker
Now you wanna act shy? You know my name
Muthafucka
Straight pussy nigga, oh now it's what
You don't know? Believe me man
You can get that ass bust for sho'
Just because a nigga rappin
What you think it can't happen?
What the deal, you wanna dance? We can
Get straight to scrappin
Hm, I'm sayin Pete, you know the drilly
Black (No doubt, son)
New York is to the fullest
We don't know how to act
But on a professional level
Should I deal with this?
Like the Goodie Mob say
I'm too real for this
Work too muthafuckin hard for this
Used to lie, cheat, steal for this
An innovator when it comes to this
Feed my fam with this
Put clothes on they back with this
Bust my ass to be a part of this
Livin my life with this
Makin people straight rejoicin this
Aw fuck it, I'm so nice with this
I make your broad drop her drawers for this
Slit her wrist for this, and now what, punk
Bitch but fuck it though, I ain't trippin
I know a asshole when I see one
Just don't get caught slippin
So what the fuck now, nigga?
Yo, suck on? right here, in my pants
Behind my zipper

(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas
Ain't got no clout
(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas got
My name in your mouth
(Lemme find out) Them labels
Lately puttin shit out
(Lemme find out) What (Lemme find out) What
(Lemme find out) You want me to
Come blow up the spot
(Lemme find out) Y'all niggas is
All in the cot (Lemme find out) You don't
Know about Pete Rock
(Lemme find out) Ah (Lemme find out) Ah
(Lemme find out)

Yo 2000
2001, 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
Till 2000-bombaclaat-30 ya hear me
Live life live long
Stay strong i'm out
(No doubt, son)