Pete Rock - Tru Master Lyrics
[inspectah deck]Your highness, live from the bricks, one sixPete rock bang your head, break the drumsticksVerbal assault, rhymes rippin through the mixSpecialist, with the smash hits that can flipSavagely attack this, clash with, accurate aimSpark the flame, burn this inside the veinRide tracks like the soul train, hold ya brainIn the state of shock, make em drop hits of cocaineI bang with the big boys, those who hold nameAmateurs get hung with they own gold chainsI swing blades, best bring grenades againstA tru master, way beyond your freshman attemptsSpit rounds on the floor, evidence of the warIts on til the death til we settle the scoreYou can never measure, to the standard, of the mostPopular demanded, rap classicsPop corks while the style knock your tops offGhetto summer jams got the streets blocked offPlots to knock me off get stopped shortArmed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force[pete rock]Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas (uh-huh)Original rap with new school leaders (true)Graffiti art names with fat gold chainsShock the world cousin, while hip-hop remainsIm a true master, you can check my credentials - jeruMaster in the mc field - parrish smithMaster, preacher, poet, a teacher - o.c.From the master.. from the master - biggie smalls[pete rock]Yo I drop jewels like hail, rap rides the third railTransmit def styles with sign language in brailleIn hot pursuit of donald trump rap lootProduce what you feel with navy seal mic troopsSpark the s-p, slaughter, pete rock of gibraltarMiraculous lyrics that tread waterA rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connectCollaborate, break bread with kurupt and deckKeep my feet blessed, fresh with the scottie pippensIn the game of life, I play all positionsStop look and listen, total package, yes a true masterProduce rhymes, slang hits fasterThe master of the game, solo artist by namePaint the masterpiece that lies inside the framePassionate bright colors, the number one soul brotherAll eyes on us, guard your grill and take coverAiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas (uh-huh)Original rap with new school leaders (true)Graffiti art names with fat gold chainsShock the world cousin, while hip-hop remainsIm a true master, you can check my credentials - jeruMaster in the mc field - parrish smithMaster, preacher, poet, a teacher - ?From the master.. from the master - biggie smalls[kurupt]Im the epicenter of this natural disasterIm disastrous with smashes, cold and hot flashinMasters of self, a whole carload of explosivesLike zorro your host isDeath with the intellect from wizards to warlocksIm sore ock, Im raw ock with four glocks, smallpoxMore ways to get paid, more ways to displayMore rhymes to say, more aks to sprayGod is good growin up in the hoodDone some things bad, done some things goodMe and pete is like rhymes to chemicals, clashAtom bombs to mustard gasWe intervene, I break ya, take ya to a whole difference sceneAr-15s and beamsGot em jumpin like I swallowed a gang of jumpin beansExplode and reload, we dumps machinesRadical in war, kurupts a mad starIm a hard dogg, raw dogg, hog with the gold pawDogg pound gangstaz -- d.p.g.Im a dogg pound gangsta -- d.p.g.Im a dogg pound gangsta -- d.p.g.Inspectah deck and kurupt and pete rock to drop the beatMasters of art - krs-oneBe the sharpest mother*****erWith the beats, with the rhymes - methodCheck this out...
