stetsasonic - stet troop '88! lyrics
[ -human mix machine wise beatboxing- ]
[ all ]
stet
troop
’88
’88
’88
[ -scratching of- ]
(prince paul)
(dbc)
(wise)
(the hip-hop band)
(fruitkwan)
(delite)
(daddy-o)
[ daddy-o ]
i buy my clothes at the gap, i really know how to rap
i like root beer on tap and i’m a shorty strapped
and like run once said i’m proud to be black
and if i sat on a bus, it wouldn’t be in the back
and i reside in the east and all the gods say peace
and every since i started rappin i’ve been ebony chief
and if i took the pepsi challenge, i’d choose dr. brown
yo wise, let me hear that stet troop sound
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ daddy-o ]
some people call me kareem, at work they call me glen
i was on tour last year, this year i’ll do it again
and though i’m not a politician i know all my rights
i had a fight with a cop just last night
address my girl ‘my dear’, been shootin guns for years
and i never been a sucker givin in to my peers
the stet says a rhyme, i’m always on time
wait a minute – let me think of my next line
ehm –
ehm –
ehm –
okay
i eat at bbq, meat-eatin days are through
i like it in lake charles, i like miami too
when i was in san diego had to visit the zoo
and i don’t like used cars, so i’ma buy one new
i’m readin stephen king, joan collins ain’t my thing
whenever i got beef, i give [name] a ring
i cool with walter and lumumba in an aero star
yo wise, a little bit of that human guitar
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ delite ]
thank you
and in karate cl-ss love when it’s time to spar
i tape the daytime soaps on a vcr
i drink low-fat milk to give my tummy a rest
i use? in the shower cause i don’t like?
i eat my ice creams slow, call puerto-ricans bro
and when i had a yoyo, i had the one that glowed
i used to make go-karts, now rappin is my art
scott la rock still lives inside my heart
[ delite ]
now i’m a lover of hats, i make money in stracks
love to watch the box, music video tracks
always stayed in school, my mother raised no fool
and if i broke any rules, then my pops got rude
call me mc delite a/k/a shaheed
here to teach and lead by my rhymin spree
make the crowd yell ‘ho’ when i go solo
yo wise, give me a taste of what you gave daddy-o
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ delite ]
i love to cool and relax with a girl that’s real
she will chill at my place and i will cook the meal
i’ve been so many places and saw many faces
one city i remember was the city of vegas
othe night never quits, prost-tution’s legit
and the crowd only cheered at the end of a skit
oh, one other fact, i lost 300 smack
but soon i got the bets and i won it all back
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ -scratching of- ]
(stet troop)
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ fruitkwan ]
all my sneakers are gold, on the mic i’m bold
don’t play me like i’m a kid, i’m 24 years old
i like to fly in a plane, call a woman a dame
like the empire state it’s recognition i gain
stet troop and a beat, the world of stet is complete
a lotta records are weak, but this one is unique
like they were just grapes, crushin suckers we hate
yo wise, come in on time, but not too late
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ fruitkwan ]
on weekdays i build, the weekends i chill
and the closer you listen, you detect the skill
then you think in your head about the lyric i said
you kick beats in the bed, i be creatin instead
people booge in crowds, we can boogie alone
though the music is loud you’re in a 3d zone
stet appearance react like a deck that’s stacked
and like radio shack we’re all over the d-mn map
[ -human mix machine wise plays his ‘human guitar’- ]
[ all ]
we like cordless mics, we ride ninja bikes
we don’t sing heavy metal and we don’t wear spikes
we’re cl-ssified as a fam, we operate six man
and if you call us a group, you get a body slam
fruitkwan tailors clothes, delite waxes foes
and we both rock house with daddy-o
paul’s on the technics, wise kicks the beats
and dbc is on the keys with the drum machine
stet
troop
’88
’88
’88
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