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Remedy f Lounge Lo, Solomon Childs

That`s What`s Happening

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[Lounge Lo]Ay-yo I talk what I talk, who gon` shut me up?Why you think of blowin` me up, or blowin` the dutchKeep a double 4 in the clutchStaten Island, Lounge LoPark Hill Projects, and that`s what`s up!Keep it commin`, spit fire daddyAnd ya`ll niggaz is lame, before I go just remember the nameI`m in the hood where they shoot guns by the secondsYou in the hood where they shoot guns indirectedL.O.B.B. see TV, call B.I.Tell him to tell D.I. to come see meWit` a bag of knuckle-headAnd who am I to give a fuck about the next man?Who care if he fuckin` deadMe, right! Is gon` spaz on ya`ll, spaz on ya`llGot to get my cash on ya`llI got a brick ta work, I said ya`ll can`t have noneYa`ll can`t have none, plus I got a chick ta workMy score is nice, don`t ask about me twiceTest 3 times, it`ll cost ya lifeGotta stripper that`ll give ya no iceNah`mean?? And the same bitch will clipper ya pipeFuck wit me!Gotta strong circle that`ll hurt you, from little babies grown-upsPlus them outta town niggaz that`ll murk you[Chorus: Remedy]That`s what`s happenin`, you done had itEverybody hood got people that rattedThat`s what`s happenin`, ya`ll done had itEverybody hood got people that ratted [Solomon Childs]You cats is pink on the inside, like dispersement forms We played the cell houses, ya`ll played in dormsProfessional, international poster kidBig crimes came wit` big bizNew York`s wildest rookie, since Grandmaster FlashBig boys here nowSlow down you might crashWe rule all cash, and I ain`t listenin` to ya`ll niggazSpit these lines for my niggazStick up game ridiculousI bust a vein in the microphoneFell in love with the smell of the sweat on the poemBlood on my blade, shit on my hands from my knife, humbleBut cats don`t listen, so why warn em?Music will have you ?mourning extortem?New York`s divine leadersI tell a story for em`, perform bopsBring forth wild brothers together in the forumSpittin` with confidenceI thought I`d double up on em`, I thought I`d double up on em` [Chorus][Remedy]There ain`t many street kids leftI could say their names in about one breathI could count your mans on about one handTake it from the words of a true man`s manThe streets forever talkin`, dead men walkin`Window hawkin`, yo the fiends come stalkin`Ya`ll cats had itIt was either him, her, or youOr somebody you knew that done rattedThe Shaolin, everyone knows everythingIt`s scary, cut they tongue, shits hairyThe so called mans you got, wanna Lancelot youAnd got you in a trance that locked youGovernment informants, rat fuckin` bicthesTell`tale snitches, 6 foot ditchesWanna talk about with who and where and what`cha doAnd if they told on him, then they`ll tell on you [Chorus 2X]

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