"Rolling 200 Deep XIV" lyrics
(feat. Sticky Fingaz, Paula Perry, Tah Mel, Da Inphamus Amadeuz, Cortez Bodega, Superstar Floss, Innocent, MC TNT, Tracey Lee, Aobie, Kurtis Blow)
[Sticky Fingaz:]
The drama king, you ain't gotta give us a dime
We body all these niggas up, one at a time
Gather everybody else up and put 'em in line
You think that I'm blind? Nigga, is you out of your mind?
It took a hundred MCs to put 'em on a track
And then two hundred more niggas that thought they could rap
Well, it's gon' take three hundred more before I'll pull this strap
And that's six hundred niggas, Onyx body like that
[Paula Perry:]
Pussy in your face, it's crunch time
I don't give a fuck about your verse or punchline
I'ma spaz out, bitch, you take your pass out
Now I got your head in the ground with your ass out
I'm Paula Perry from the fall, I'm gangsta
Run up on me on some stupid shit, I'ma shank ya
Wake your asses up, there ain't no savior
Danger, Kay Slay certified banger, two hundred
[Tah Mell:]
None of you need to know who I am
My vocals are grams bagged up, coke in the flan
Now I got the world hopin' again
Jesus now comin' to flesh, and all that's soft, this shit ain't
I'm scrollin' with pens, destined 'til this journey will end
Divide my circle in threes, like I roll in the tens
Family business to me, that's how my focus extend
Three-sixty degrees and my [?]
[Da Inphamus Amadeuz:]
I'm at the head of the table, you send a shot, then it better be fatal
I use microphone cables to strangle the head of your label
New York back so you better be grateful
Ain't got to be two hundred deep for the Kay to slay you
With the bars we ain't stacking even, I spit heat like a dragon breathing
Then cool it down like the track is freezing
97 Piff package season
I spit fire to the meter on the gasket steaming
[Cortez Bodega:]
With my day ones daily, used to re-up twice
Your favorite rapper don't keep heat tucked, he tuck ice
Earn credit home sale, I can meet y'all price
Before verse, same Gs, Off-White, on sight
Bring them choppas and quickly spin blocks
If drama let you know what's in store, Bodega seein' all kind of chips
Any drug co-profiting, boy, you see the drip
Your water kept me a cool father
[Superstar Floss:]
Nowadays you got a budget, you can't pay to be it
No matter how much money you spend, you can't pay to be it
Only drill you ever did was at basketball practice
Only real you keep it is the reels you postin' with captions
SF, I'm it, Slay said I was chosen
Like a groupie in the mix tryna take all these flicks
All the stripes you say you got, that's invisible lines
Cross the line, that's the end of your time, it's Kay
[Innocent:]
They askin' how I got here, just pull up and cheer, nigga, I'm top tier
From the beginnings you child niggas was not there
Always talkin' money and women, but I do not care
Mad 'cause my records be spinnin' like "Son that's not fair"
I'm spittin' like I'm pitchin' the top of the ninth inning
And all the basses is loaded with no outs so get it clear
I don't really care what you talkin' 'bout 'cause it not here
Ever need a verse or a hook? Hit me, I spit it
[MC TNT:]
Ghetto bars, mono or stereo, electric frequencies
That'll burn your whole radio until you guys get it televised
Bars sharper than the beam of the Starship Enterprise
TNT sample rappers, slice 'em and dice 'em
With some price and put life back in 'em
TNT, Bronx bandido
With the, with the, with the, with the, with the, with the funky estilo
[Tracey Lee:]
My raps slap, on beats I get abusive
Uncharted bar work, flows are all inclusive
Yeah, this is God smoke, your gun bars are useless
Listen, we immune to them shots, you need a booster
Better Google them, reboot your browser
Cut from the soil and flourish, death to flowers
Rekindlin' a feelin' with a pen that's been endowed
Teach a scholar how to holler with a symbol of black power
[Aobie:]
The blind leadin' the blind in these wicked times we livin' in
We been the sin, the streets is menacin', they cure the innocent
Assemblin' my thoughts while I'm sittin' up in this tenement
God made us in His image when I rhyme, see the resemblance
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, I'll be dismembering
I'm workin', punch the clock and keep the talkin' to a minimum
Niggas listenin', bumpin' they gums like senior citizens
You talkin' like a sugarloaf, nigga, check your insulin
[Kurtis Blow:]
Let me get my two cents
Kurtis Blow, I'm the blueprint
First rapper signed, first to go gold
Forty years later, still in the new Benz
I guess these are the breaks
I guess we are the greats
In '73, it was fate
Happy big 5-0, hip-hop blow out the cake
The drama king, you ain't gotta give us a dime
We body all these niggas up, one at a time
Gather everybody else up and put 'em in line
You think that I'm blind? Nigga, is you out of your mind?
It took a hundred MCs to put 'em on a track
And then two hundred more niggas that thought they could rap
Well, it's gon' take three hundred more before I'll pull this strap
And that's six hundred niggas, Onyx body like that
[Paula Perry:]
Pussy in your face, it's crunch time
I don't give a fuck about your verse or punchline
I'ma spaz out, bitch, you take your pass out
Now I got your head in the ground with your ass out
I'm Paula Perry from the fall, I'm gangsta
Run up on me on some stupid shit, I'ma shank ya
Wake your asses up, there ain't no savior
Danger, Kay Slay certified banger, two hundred
[Tah Mell:]
None of you need to know who I am
My vocals are grams bagged up, coke in the flan
Now I got the world hopin' again
Jesus now comin' to flesh, and all that's soft, this shit ain't
I'm scrollin' with pens, destined 'til this journey will end
Divide my circle in threes, like I roll in the tens
Family business to me, that's how my focus extend
Three-sixty degrees and my [?]
[Da Inphamus Amadeuz:]
I'm at the head of the table, you send a shot, then it better be fatal
I use microphone cables to strangle the head of your label
New York back so you better be grateful
Ain't got to be two hundred deep for the Kay to slay you
With the bars we ain't stacking even, I spit heat like a dragon breathing
Then cool it down like the track is freezing
97 Piff package season
I spit fire to the meter on the gasket steaming
[Cortez Bodega:]
With my day ones daily, used to re-up twice
Your favorite rapper don't keep heat tucked, he tuck ice
Earn credit home sale, I can meet y'all price
Before verse, same Gs, Off-White, on sight
Bring them choppas and quickly spin blocks
If drama let you know what's in store, Bodega seein' all kind of chips
Any drug co-profiting, boy, you see the drip
Your water kept me a cool father
[Superstar Floss:]
Nowadays you got a budget, you can't pay to be it
No matter how much money you spend, you can't pay to be it
Only drill you ever did was at basketball practice
Only real you keep it is the reels you postin' with captions
SF, I'm it, Slay said I was chosen
Like a groupie in the mix tryna take all these flicks
All the stripes you say you got, that's invisible lines
Cross the line, that's the end of your time, it's Kay
[Innocent:]
They askin' how I got here, just pull up and cheer, nigga, I'm top tier
From the beginnings you child niggas was not there
Always talkin' money and women, but I do not care
Mad 'cause my records be spinnin' like "Son that's not fair"
I'm spittin' like I'm pitchin' the top of the ninth inning
And all the basses is loaded with no outs so get it clear
I don't really care what you talkin' 'bout 'cause it not here
Ever need a verse or a hook? Hit me, I spit it
[MC TNT:]
Ghetto bars, mono or stereo, electric frequencies
That'll burn your whole radio until you guys get it televised
Bars sharper than the beam of the Starship Enterprise
TNT sample rappers, slice 'em and dice 'em
With some price and put life back in 'em
TNT, Bronx bandido
With the, with the, with the, with the, with the, with the funky estilo
[Tracey Lee:]
My raps slap, on beats I get abusive
Uncharted bar work, flows are all inclusive
Yeah, this is God smoke, your gun bars are useless
Listen, we immune to them shots, you need a booster
Better Google them, reboot your browser
Cut from the soil and flourish, death to flowers
Rekindlin' a feelin' with a pen that's been endowed
Teach a scholar how to holler with a symbol of black power
[Aobie:]
The blind leadin' the blind in these wicked times we livin' in
We been the sin, the streets is menacin', they cure the innocent
Assemblin' my thoughts while I'm sittin' up in this tenement
God made us in His image when I rhyme, see the resemblance
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, I'll be dismembering
I'm workin', punch the clock and keep the talkin' to a minimum
Niggas listenin', bumpin' they gums like senior citizens
You talkin' like a sugarloaf, nigga, check your insulin
[Kurtis Blow:]
Let me get my two cents
Kurtis Blow, I'm the blueprint
First rapper signed, first to go gold
Forty years later, still in the new Benz
I guess these are the breaks
I guess we are the greats
In '73, it was fate
Happy big 5-0, hip-hop blow out the cake
