Pete Rock And Cl Smooth - In The Flesh Lyrics
In the flesh --> big daddy kane (cut & scratched 2x)[cl smooth]Introducing funk from the yard, collecting strictly knockoutsThe broters I sparred, which only means the man got nothing to proveOn a power move made by the cl smoothLive 495 I arrive in personHard dialogue without a whole bunch of cursingIts my perrogitive, so back up and live, foolAs long as they dont violate everythings cool, cause its all goodUnderstood is the smoothest daddy with the roughest rapsAm I thinking about blowing the spot? perhapsCarry straps on strips for the trigger-happy piratesWhere ladies catch fits steady reaching for my privatesBut hold, how I unfold my whole repotoireNow here we are at home to make another superstarWith rob-o indeed r with the p.r.But nevertheless its cl smoothIn the flesh (scratched 4x)[rob-o]Rob-os at the top of the list, so bust thisStick to funk like scotch, the top-notch vocalistYou dont stop, cause I can illustrate with the needlePenetrating straight to the souls of many peopleIs there any evil? on this path Im innovatingStil faking, put down your pads and stop waitingSee the year of the fly mc is here, so stand clearIm facing the gods with no fearRob-o, east coast, uptownMcing the most and spreading the mecca all aroundSelecting the sound to make the party people poundAnd see gave you more, of what I say in 94Its like that, so dont stopIts like this, so God blessSoul brothers get down with no stressYeah inis representing in the fleshIn the flesh (scratched 4x)[dida]Even in the mirror, it just doesnt get any clearerI hear a funky beat and I gotta get nearerKaboom! stepping in the sound room mellowA dangerous flavorous fellow, helloStyle and grace, the originals in this pieceIn the place right along with the paceNevertheless, in the flesh no questThe sex in the system, of course Im freshI rest in the villes, the skills is bigTo a level of extravagence, the talents all balancedThe extreme dopeness for the nationD. is the inital, mcs the occupationFive master hype, light the color of the skinOnce the beat roll, my goal is to winMy friend the best, the real side yesI rest my case in your face in the fleshIn the flesh (scratched 4x)[pete rock]Soul brother supreme to catch wreck in the fleshSo check one two and a mic testNow clear the room, I scoped you with the wide angle zoomTrying to overstand my funk tunesComing soon, so chill, dont stress the creatorIll kick the funk loop from here to cal tjaderAnd cross the fader, and pack the lines on my paperWith rhymes so tough, who got the flavor?Plus the knack to rock, Im steady heating up the spotThe chocolate boy wonder making heads bopIn slow motion, domes crack open like the pavementOff some shit I made down in the basementThe funk ambassador, asking you to get with the pro-Fessional, yo theres no question I can flowTime to slide, you know the p.r. will provideThe real and still I feel the vibe, Im in the fleshIn the flesh (scratched 16x)
