Chef'Special - Spittin On Ye Citystreets lyrics

[Intro] We comin' for ye mind We comin' for ye brain We comin' in the night We comin' here to stay We bringin' something aight Something you can't explain We bringin' somethin' that you can't, break [Verse 1] Can't deny That oh so many tried But they got left behind Silent 'n unstatisfied We comin for ye daughters Their virginities Nobody here to stop us 'cus we got illabeats We got 'm stinking feet Sweaty socks up in our sneakers Sumping, spittin on ye citystreets Ain't got condoms in our pockets Be 'm non stoppin cherry poppers What's up? chef in the scene [Chorus] Who got the biggest toys? Chef'special Makin ye boy feelin Less special Who bout to grap the mic? Chef'special Makin ye guy feeling Less special [Verse 2] Aight there i said it man No need for direspect Forget the fact We remind you of the sh** you lack We be credible cus One fifth of us is black 'what the f**'s that supposed to mean?' One fifth of us is black Don't make me look funny I'll kick ye lunch money 24/7 hungry You got nuttin on me We comin for ye daughters Their virginities Nobody here to stop us Cus we got illabeats 'n we got 'm stinking feet Sweaty socks up in our sneakers Jumpin, spittin, rockin in ye citystreets [Chorus] Who got the biggest toys? Chef'special Makin ye boy feelin Less special Who bout to grap the mic? Chef'special Makin ye guy feeling Less special [Outro]