Inspectah Deck - Dust lyrics

[Verse 1: Psycho Les] Yo it's major when my pen touches the paper I'm the fall guy lee majors You minor, we major I'm stunning I got these fans fainting in the front row I keep the blunt rolled, the true stories untold But keep in mind, I'm the greatest of all time The flows on beat, and my verse is on time From k**a Queens I got that potent sh** that k**ing fiends I never snitch, even in handcuffs I won't spill the beans Player this is real sh**, I move the crowd with real spit This is my turf, you're just here visiting on a field trip I'm a pimp allergic to shrimp so I don't need it I might eat the coochie out before I beat it The mission to get a million dollar commission without selling out And keeping the tradition I don't like to fuss, you don't want to fight with us If you wanna take it there you're gonna bite the dust [Verse 2: Esoteric] Throw in the towel this is a murder most foul When the verses go blaow Heavy lies the cowl, of the king, the ruler Overlord the j**eler But this ain't a rope chain its cooler Yo this lands my Dominion Ya man is a minion, listen This ain't for your girl to see this between the world and me My style is, coast the page with the malice I'm an ink slinger you a drink bringer get my chalice I stand and fight, my stance is panther-like Cold world [?] the same shade of anthracite Look and see bars are candy coated maybe sugar free My acapella a novella I should be on [?] TV I go to war but I radiate peace I got faith in your release like an atheist priest You can't baby a beast The laboratory's dark, the sword is sharp Longer than a 40 part story arc [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Your's truly ruley Step through em, do em fools Quick, opening credits still in the movie My persona you can feel in the next room Deeper than most, this was ghost-written by Neptune Step on the scene make them lean on promethazine My glow bright I flow tighter than Vanessa jeans Ear surgery when they heard mines And I'm stuck to the city like Wayward Pines So I spit that real ‘cause it get that real Overtime on the grind to get that meal Fam holla when you cut some bread ‘Cause other than the money I ain't heard nothing you said I zone like an NBA team in the 2-3 Laid up at your bae crib steaming a QP Say go when I take control No they can't escape my bars like a con who ain't make parole