Stet Troop ’88!

Lyrics

[Human Mix Machine Wise beatboxing] [All] STET TROOP '88 '88 '88 [Scratching] (Prince Paul) (DBC) (Wise) (The Hip-Hop Band) (Frukwan) (Delite) (Daddy-O) [Verse 1: Daddy-O] I buy my clothes at the Gap, I really know how to rap I like root beer on tap and I'm a shorty strapped And like Run once said I'm proud to be black And if I sat on a bus, it wouldn't be in the back And I reside in the East and all the Gods say peace And every since I started rappin' I've been Ebony Chief And if I took the Pepsi Challenge, I'd choose Dr. Brown Yo Wise, let me hear that Stet Troop sound [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Verse 2: Daddy-O] Some people call me Kareem, at work they call me Glen I was on tour last year, this year I'll do it again And though I'm not a politician I know all my rights I had a fight with a cop just last night Address my girl 'my dear', been shootin' guns for years And I never been a sucker givin' in to my peers The Stet says a rhyme, I'm always on time Wait a minute - let me think of my next line Um, um, um, okay! I eat at BBQ, meat-eatin' days are through I like it in Lake Charles, I like Miami too When I was in San Diego had to visit the zoo And I don't like used cars, so I'mma buy one new I'm readin' Stephen King, Joan Collins ain't my thing Whenever I got beef, I give [Name] a ring I cool with Walter and Lumumba in an Aero Star Yo Wise, a little bit of that human guitar [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Verse 3: Daddy-O] Thank you And in karate class love when it's time to spar I tape the daytime soaps on a VCR I drink low-fat milk to give my tummy a rest I use Dial in the shower cause I don't like Zest I eat my ice creams slow, call Puerto-Ricans 'bro' And when I had a yoyo, I had the one that glowed I used to make go-karts, now rappin' is my art Scott La Rock still lives inside my heart [Verse 4: Delite] Now I'm a lover of hats, I make money in stacks Love to watch The Box, music video tracks Always stayed in school, my mother raised no fool And if I broke any rules, then my pops got rude Call me MC Delite aka Shaheed Here to teach and lead by my rhymin' spree Make the crowd yell 'ho' when I go solo Yo Wise, give me a taste of what you gave Daddy-O [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Verse 5: Delite] I love to cool and relax with a girl that's real She will chill at my place and I will cook the meal I've been so many places and saw many faces One city I remember was the city of Vegas Other night never quits, prostitution's legit And the crowd only cheered at the end of a skit Oh, one other fact, I lost three hundred smack But soon I got the bets and I won it all back [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Scratching] (Stet Troop) [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Verse 6: Frukwan] All my sneakers are gold, on the mic I'm bold Don't play me like I'm a kid, I'm 24 years old I like to fly in a plane, call a woman a dame Like the Empire State it's recognition I gain Stet Troop and a beat, the world of Stet is complete A lotta records are weak, but this one is unique Like a Welch's grape, crushin' suckers we hate Yo Wise, come in on time, but not too late [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Verse 7: Frukwan] On weekdays I build, the weekends I chill And the closer you listen, you detect the skill Then you think in your head about the lyric I said You kick beats in the bed, I be creatin instead People boogie in crowds, we can boogie alone Though the music is loud you're in a 3D zone Stet appearance react like a deck that's stacked And like Radio Shack we're all over the damn map [Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 'human guitar'] [Outro: All] We like cordless mics, we ride ninja bikes We don't sing heavy metal and we don't wear spikes We're classified as a fam, we operate six man And if you call us a group, you get a body slam Frukwan tailors clothes, Delite waxes foes And we both rock house with Daddy-O Paul's on the Technics, Wise kicks the beats And DBC is on the keys with the drum machine STET TROOP '88 '88 '88