Velvet Acid Christ

Velvet Acid Christ - The Hand (Cut Throat Psycho Rave) lyrics

[Marley Marl]

Hey yo man Trag man

What happened to that female Sharay you used to be kickin it to, man?

[Trag]

Ah man, why'd you have to ask me about that?

[VERSE 1]

Women are game type and swift

Therefore you have to be sharp when you shoot the gift

Okay, here's a little story about what happened to me

It might have happened to you, but if it didn't you'll see

It was warm one day, so I threw on the silky

And some pattened leather Bally's, I was lookin rather milky

And my partner Mad Mark coolin in the mansion

You know the one who's on the hill making crazy trap

We was drivin through Harlem with the system pump

Had a cooler full of Moët, it was in the trunk

Proceeding on our course to 7th Ave

Saw a redbone cutie that I wanted to bag

( ? ) profile made it a challenging play

Said, "Excuse me, what's your name?" She said, "My name is Sharey"

With the mix of a mack and the game that's gift

I carried on the conversation with the slip of a lip

I extended her a car with her number and name

Passed her a piece of paper and she did the same

Received a call from Sharay that following day

As soon as I heard her voice all I thought about was screwin

I answered very quickly and said, "Hey how you doin?"

Her voice broke down as she started to say

"MC Trag, I'm feelin lonely and I'm ready to play"

Ten minutes after that I was on my way

The first date was smooth, I enjoyed it a lot

The more time we spent together the more she got

I put jewels around her neck, gold teeth in her mouth

Even took her on tour when I went down south

It was all about us, no longer single and solo

I bought her fur coats and shirts by Polo

Liz Clayborne and the best Benneton

Wide selections of Gucci and Louis Vuitton

It was all in the name of love, that's what I thought

But Sharay was a trick and the Trag got caught

But that's not the half, so hold on tight

Gonna tell ya 'bout Sharay cause she's too game type

Game type

(Sure you right)

Cause all the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

Most of the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

All the girls are game type

(Alright)

Okay

[VERSE 2]

Saturday night, I call Sharay on the phone

But her answering machine informed me that she wasn't home

I left a message at the end of the beep for her to follow

That I was washing up and getting dressed for the Apollo

Stepped to the show with a bottle of Dom

When I looked upon the mic Rob Base was on

The crowd started buggin as the music played

Out the corner of my eye I seen Sharay

She was huggin some kid, but it was just too dark

When the lights flashed on em, I saw it was Mark

My first reaction was to just step to em

But then I said damn, I can't do em

Mark is my partner, he got game, so he took her

I take it as a loss, huh-huh, forget the looker

Sharay was kinda swift cause she thought me a a lesson

(Yo man, was you hurt, Trag?) No question

It really doesn't matter (Sure you right)

Please let me finish up the story cause she's too game type

Game type

(Sure you right)

Some of the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

Most of the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

All the girls are game type

(Alright)

Okay

[VERSE 3]

The show was finally over, so I followed em out

When they both jumped in the car it just bugged me out

Hey yo, she tried to play the Trag but I was just too swift

Ran to the corner, caught a cab at 125th

Told the driver hurry up before they get too far

Slapped a yard inside his hand and said, "Follow that car"

It seemed like hours before they finally stopped

Then they both jumped out the car and went straight in the Marriot

Headin for the desk to rent a room, I couldn't let em

I pulled out my gun cause I was just about to wet em

Mark must seen it cause yo, he hit the floor

Sharay started screamin as she ran to the door

My DJ Fatal pulled up in a Chrysler LeBaron

It was him, my two dancers and a girl named Sharon

He said (Yo man, hurry up, man, we late for the show)

I thought, go to jail for her? Hell no

Put my gun in the side, then I jumped in my ride

We put the pedal to the metal and we started to slide

Just remember this story when a girl looks hype

Never fall for their game cause they're too game type

Game type

(Sure you right)

Most of the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

All the girls are game type

(Sure you right)

Hey yo, the girls are game type

(That's nice)

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