D-Nice - Straight From Tha Bronx lyrics

Well, I'm known to wreck a mic like a prince, so all hail To the raw deal on a scale, your style's frail I don't believe I can fail, 'cause I'm headstrong You're trackin' me, plus jackin' me knowin' that you're dead wrong I got a tec for those that wanna step You're ghost, 'cause since you're playin' me close You're gettin' checked And I can't conceive a better way to do it So when you're in my comp Get ready to be stomped, there's nothin' to it 'Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks I get wild with a South Bronx style of rap So you think you got rap sewn happily? How's that? You couldn't sow shirts in a factory You're what I label as a hip-hop hypocrite You smile in my face, behind my back, runnin' off with lip But I got somethin' to k** that though I'm a real rap pro, bad bro, so now you know The TR 808 Straight, straight from the Bronx Now, back to the scene of the crime I was taught to bust a nine At any and all who's outta line Yo, that's the way I was shown how to hold my own Until I found other ways on the microphone I used to see so many out on the ave. die Strung high, playin' a game, and that's why So many up in the Bronx, they got done For livin' a lifestyle of crime like it was fun But now I'm hittin' ya hard and pullin' the cards Of those that wanna act a fool, they got schooled And got caught with a right to the mug It wasn't enough, 'cause they wanted to bug and caught a slug And got they bodies just laid to rest 'Cause in the streets, you gotta get all you can, and no less The first minute you do, you get bucked So you and your crew better duck When you step into the Bronx The TR 808 Straight, straight from the Bronx Check it, I wanna take this time To send this out to my man Dino And to my man Scott-La-Rock 'Cause if it wasn't for them I wouldn't be here today, but since I'm here I'ma continue to make funky music for my brothers You know what I'm sayin? I'm outta here, peace