Sadat X - Stages & Lights Lyrics
Yeah, yeahOnce again as we join Sadat XOn the great hunt for doughAlong with my man Show B-i-zRepresentin D.I.T.C.Wild Cowboys make a lotta noise[ CHORUS ] Stages and cameras and lights don't affect me Same on the wax as the same on the street (2x)Now for the good things in life, Show, let's keep this crowd minglinBeen everywhere like twice, my latest trip been to EnglandLearned this whole scene from the Grand PubaPeace to Lord Jamar and Nas EscobarMy people Crime Family, they finally got a chanceLong live Ralph [Name] and his crazy man SamMy man [Name], can I get a suit from Mecca?Brother [Name] from Karl Kani, can I get a shirt so I can be fly?I'd also like a Walker Wear suit made from AprilHit me off in May when I'm heard on Ed and Dre, ScoopJackson on the late night, New Jersey week night??? say it, my joint they better play itRhyme after rhyme after rhyme after rhymeLine after line after line after lineSomebody said did I know my man Kid Capri?I grew up on him and my man Brucie BeeThe lone mic for hire like the vikingIf shit ain't to my likingI run and get the axeIt's not that I'm a racist, it's just I'm pro-blacksYou can't sleep in this here gameCause there's cheese andThere's a million MC's in public housinA nigga'll step on your backJust to get a crackGot to go reign, the whole thing is like a gameI ain't never been gold, but I got the platinum fameLike this[ CHORUS ]My energetic show is just half of the pictureI take your suggestion, no question inflictedAdd to it, then get bad to itThe music man and I got what's hotI be the pleasure principleReignin and restrain from buggin outAnd luggin out the heavy armsI'm to rap what Allen Iverson's to GeorgetownThe truth sayer, never team playerI move, groove, groove and parlayIf I could bone every day, would I go that way?Check it outAt first I'll take a little lead to lead the whole worldJump and make the earth shake and expose the fakeThis is no coincidence, this was bound to beTell the young history is bein madeGoin backwards I had a low one, a baldie, and a fadeBein fresher neverthelesser makes me go all outCause I'm out in the street too muchNot to be too clutchedShowbiz is my man, no question, aceHit me off with the head-nod ???My tunnel vision has my shit on collisionWe're makin dough, makin investmentsAnd stackin up the property30 years from now the young boys is livin properlyAs the foundin fatherOf the style that niggas ain't even bother to find outIt will blow your mind outMissioned in the circles of royaltyWild Cowboys I owe my whole loyaltyAt the scene of the crime, the new essence of the rhymeComes out like a dime piece, braided and shreddedWack rappers get mean shouts from my teamThe riches, the *****es and all the fan fanfareBut I stay aware just like the black bear'96 is my year[ CHORUS ]
