Chubb Rock

Chubb Rock - Beef lyrics



And the C-h-u-double b


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 cock fight

Straight heterosex, but I still dig Van, ya dyke

From the mic flip, metronome time skip, who will high-ship

The Brooklyn base scholar and them niggas past Islip

And ooh-ooh, I curse you with that Fugee-la voodoo

Will do you like Italian deli kids slicing prosciutto

I barb you like Bobbito, the airport, right through Heathrow

Release murder niggas 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 nigga

Indians wanna protect the Lone Howling Chief

So kids create beef



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


[ Skoob ]

While niggas beef about this and biggedy-beef about that

I'm with my soldiers in the Rover, never sober, fuck that

Yo dun, I run with wild Crooklyn niggas with gats

Pigged-push wigs back on corner spots full of criggedy-crack

My niggas click back, kid, that's why we hold somethin

And break your punk ass down just like you stole somethin

When I rock with Chubb you block show me love

Nigga what, want beef, we drawin first blood

[ Krazy Drazy ]

Well, it's the riggedy-rhyme dropper, the hip-hopper, you know the name

I ciggedy-can't explain (why niggas beefin in the game)

You see, I niggedy-never get shocked when a nigga get wet

Tiggedy-talk that shit, I guess you're bound to get hit

The rap zone's now a war zone, we fight on sight

We wiggedy-wildin out, provin 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 kill the beef


[ 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, bullshit evil, exterminatin flows

Check your grip, don't slip or get a dose on how it goes

Jealous niggas, gun triggers, fuckin 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

[ Chubb Rock ]

Now - I will come back to the groove

Now my man Common on wax slayin Ice Cube - anyway, that's cool

That nigga somewhere 'higher learnin'

And of course there's that famous beef between Parrish and Sermon

And that's cool, both those niggas killed Jane

And now there's Nice without Smooth - that's insane

And I heard they squashed that, and that shit should cease

Cause black mutha-uckas shouldn't beef



Back in the daa-ays



Back in this day there's beef


Back in the day there was beef


That shit got to cease


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