You Know My Steez

Gang Starr

credits


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Christopher E Martin, Keith Elam
album: Track 1 in album Moment of Truth
release date: 1998-3-31
popularity : 9 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Jazzy Hip-Hop
length: 4:08
producer: DJ Premier
co-producer: Guru
writer: Chris Martin, Keith Elam, Robin Yvette Allen, Ricardo Brown

Album Information

label: Noo Trybe Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 724384558529
script: Latin

Cover Art

Gang Starr Moment of Truth cover art

Lyrics

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"The real, hip-hop"
"I, I guess right now we should start the show"
Who's the suspicious character strapped with the sounds profound
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
Cause MC's have used up extended warranties
But right about now, I use my authority
The horror be when I return for my real people
Sportin caps pulled low, and baggy slacks
Severe facts have brought this rap game to near collapse
Droppin lyrics that be hotter than sex and candlewax
While the world's revolvin, on it's axis
The wilderness is filled with this; so many people
The rejected stone is now the cornerstone
You know my steez
"You know my steez"
"Keep it live"

I'm like the minister, when I be lacin the wax
And you know, and I know, I'm nice like that
When the mic's within my reach, I'm feelin more power
It's often easier for one, to give advice
That's why I can't be caught up in all the hype
The apparatus gets blessed, and suckers get put to rest
The wackness is spreadin like the plague
How many times are wannabe's gonna lie?
I travel through the darkness carrying my torch
("You know my steez")

"Keep it live"
"Let em know, do your thing y'all"
"You know my steez"
"Let em know, do your thing y'all"
"You know my steez"
"Let em know, do your thing y'all"
"You know my steez"

Some punks, ain't paid all of their debts yet
With juvenile rhymes makin fake-*** death threats
Styles more tangible, and image more real
When it's time to go all out you be like, "Damn he flipped"
Got the lyrical full clip, giving you a verbal asswhip
Known as Bald Head Slick why is the press all on my di-****?
Don't try it, I'm about to start more than a friggin riot
Them ************s are harrassable
The mic's either a magic wand
Then I grab your palm, no pulse you're gone
I stay up, I stay on, shine bright, like neon
Fat beats, they play on, want dope rhymes, put me on

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 You Know My Steez
  • 2 Robbin Hood Theory
  • 3 Work
  • 4 Royalty
  • 5 Above the Clouds
  • 6 JFK 2 LAX
  • 7 Itz a Set Up
  • 8 Moment of Truth
  • 9 B.I. vs Friendship
  • 10 The Militia
  • 11 The Rep Grows Bigga
  • 12 What I’m Here 4
  • 13 She Knowz What She Wantz
  • 14 New York Strait Talk
  • 15 My Advice 2 You
  • 16 Make ’em Pay
  • 17 The Mall
  • 18 Betrayal
  • 19 Next Time
  • 20 In Memory of…