PMD - Beef lyrics

[Verse 1] Here we go [ Chubb Rock ] I arrive from the steps of Sinai cause I'm fly When you're high from the lye You see me mingle in the sky The dim light superceeds the street co*k fight Straight heteros**, but I still Dick Van, your dyke From the mic flip, metronome time skip, who will high-ship The Brooklyn-based scholar and them n***as past Islip And ooh-ooh, I curse you with that Fugee-la voo doo Will do you like Italian deli kids slicing prosciutto I barb you like Bobbito, the airport, right through Heathrow Release murder n***as like Ito Pure hatred, cause he picked who he picked to mate with Then laced it, bourgeois player two-faced it Hey, revamp the swing to parlay How black power went sour, where's Brother Jay Where's the pink Cadillacs protected by whoever The red and the black, green, Hilfiger n***a Indians wanna protect the Lone Howling Chief So kids create beef [Hook] Back in the days when we had nothin but beef At the end you may lose nothin but teeth That's fly But nowadays ask kids when they have beef, you might die Why [ Skoob ] While n***as beef about this and biggedy-beef about that I'm with my soldiers in the Rover, never sober, f** that Yo dun, I run with wild Crooklyn n***as with gats Pigged-push wigs back on corner spots full of criggedy-crack My n***as click back kid, that's why we hold something And break your punk a** down just like you stole something When I rock with Chubb your block show me love n***a what, want beef, we drawing first blood [Verse 3: Krazy Drazy] Well, it's the riggedy-rhyme dropper, the hip-hopper, you know the name I ciggedy-can't explain (why n***as beefing in the game) You see, I n**edy-never get shocked when a n***a get wet Tiggedy-talk that sh**, I guess you're bound to get hit The rap zone's now a war zone, we fight on sight We wiggedy-wildin out, proving all these white folks right We like some crabs in a barrel tryin to get on top The Hit Squad, Chubb Rock represent hip-hop So k** the beef [Hook] [Verse 4: PMD] Well, when I first dropped the bait back in 1988 I couldn't wait to get straight and dominate state to state Went to feud, bullsh** evil, exterminating flows Check your grip, don't slip or get a dose on how it goes Jealous n***as, gun triggers, f**ing up the game But me you can't tame an outlaw like Jesse James We got east versus west, bullet-proof tef' vest Who's the best, but let it rest because there's no contest Temptation, accusations need to stop Unify hip-hop, PMD, Chubb Rock [Verse 5: Chubb Rock] Now - I will come back to the groove Now my man Common on wax slayin Ice Cube, anyway, that's cool That n***a somewhere higher learning And of course there's that famous beef between Parrish and Sermon And that's cool, both those n***as k**ed Jane And now there's Nice without Smooth, that's insane And I heard they squashed that and that sh** should cease Cause black mutha-uckas shouldn't beef