Stet Troop '88!

STET TROOP '88 '88 '88 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 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 Ehm Ehm Ehm 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'ma 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 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 ??? in the shower cause I don't like ??? 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 Now I'm a lover of hats, I make money in stracks 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 a/k/a 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 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 300 smack But soon I got the bets and I won it all back 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 they were just grapes, crushin' suckers we hate Yo Wise, come in on time, but not too late 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 booge 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 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 Fruitkwan 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