Lyrics You Know My Steez (Three Men and a Lady remix) (radio version) - Kurupt , Gang Starr , The Lady of Rage
That
makes
me
know
that,
we
we
we
we′re
doin
We
had
the
right
idea
in
the
beginning
And
and
we
just
need
to
maintain
our
focus,
and
elevate
We
what
we
do
we
update
our
formulas
We
have
certain
formulas
but
we
update
'em
(Oh
right)
With
the
times,
and
everything
y′know
and
and
so
y'know
The
rhyme
style
is
elevated,
the
style
of
beats
is
elevated
But
it's
still
Guru
and
Premier
and
it′s
always
a
message
involved
The
real
hip
hop
MCing
and
DJing
from
your
own
mind,
ya
know?
I,
I
guess
right
now
we
should
start
the
show
Who′s
the
suspicious
character
strapped
with
the
sounds
profound
Similar
to
rounds
spit
by
Derringers
You're
in
the
Terrordome
like
my
man
Chuck
D
said
"It′s
time
to
dethrone
you
clones
and
all
you
knuckleheads"
'Cause
MC′s
have
used
up
extended
warranties
While
real
MC's
and
DJ′s
are
a
minority
But
right
about
now,
I
use
my
authority
'Cause
I'm
like
the
Wizard
and
you
look
lost
like
Dorothy
The
horror
be
when
I
return
for
my
real
people
Words
that
split
wigs
hittin′
like
some
double
Desert
Eagles
Sportin′
caps
pulled
low,
and
baggy
slacks
Subtractin'
all
the
rappers
who
lack,
over
Premier′s
tracks
Severe
facts
have
brought
this
rap
game
to
near
collapse
So
as
I
have
in
the
past,
I
will
bash
Droppin'
lyrics
that
be
hotter
than
sex
and
candlewax
And
on
dimensional
MC′s
can't
handle
that
While
the
world′s
revolvin'
on
it's
axis
I
come
with
mad
love
and
plus
the
illest
warlike
tactics
The
wilderness
is
filled
with
this,
so
many
people
Searchin′
for
false
lift,
I′m
here
with
the
skills
you've
missed
The
rejected
stone
is
now
the
cornerstone
Sort
of
like
the
master
builder
when
I
make
my
way
home
You
know
my
steez
You
know
my
steez
Let
′em
know,
do
your
thing
God
keep
it
live
To
the
beat
y'all
The
beat
is
sinister
Primo
makes
you
relax
I′m
like
the
minister
when
I
be
lacin'
the
wax
I
be
bringin′
salvation
through
the
way
that
I
rap
And
you
know
and
I
know
I'm
nice
like
that
Work
through
worldly
problems,
I
got
the
healin'
power
When
the
mic′s
within′
my
reach,
I'm
feelin′
more
power
Stealin'
at
least
three
minutes
of
every
rap
radio
hour
It′s
often
easier
for
one
to
give
advice
Than
it
is
for
a
person
to
run
one's
own
life
That′s
why
I
can't
be
caught
up
in
all
the
hype
I
keep
my
soul
tight
and
let
these
lines
takes
flight
The
apparatus
gets
blessed,
and
suckers
get
put
to
rest
No
more
of
the
unpure
I
got
the
cure
for
this
mess
The
wackness
is
spreadin'
like
the
plague
MC′s
lucked
up
and
got
paid
but
still
can′t
make
the
fuckin'
grade
How
many
times
are
wannabe′s
gonna
lie?
Yo
they
must
wanna
fry
They
can't
touch
the
knowledge
I
personify
I
travel
through
the
darkness
carrying
my
torch
The
illest
soldier
when
I′m
holdin'
down
the
fort
(You
know
my
steez)
You
know
my
steez
Let
′em
know,
do
your
thing
God
keep
it
live
You
know
my
steez
(You
know
my
steez)
Let
'em
know,
do
your
thing
God
keep
it
live
You
know
my
steez
(You
know
my
steez)
Let
'em
know,
do
your
thing
God
keep
it
live
You
know
my
steez
(You
know
my
steez)
Let
′em
know,
do
your
thing
God
keep
it
live
(The
mic)
On
the
microphone
you
know
that
I′m
one
of
the
best
yet
Some
punks,
ain't
paid
all
of
their
debts
yet
Tryin′
to
be
fly,
ridin'
high
on
the
jet
set
With
juvenile
rhymes
makin′
fake
ass
death
threats
Big
deal,
like
En
Vogue,
here's
something
you
can
feel
Styles
more
tangible,
and
image
more
real
For
some
time
now,
I′ve
held
the
scrolls
and
manuscripts
When
it's
time
to
go
all
out
you
be
like,
"Damn
he
flipped"
Now
I'm
sick,
fed
up
with
the
bullshit
Got
the
lyrical
full
clip,
giving
you
a
verbal
ass
whip
Don′t
trip
it′s
the
gifted
prolific
one
Known
as
Bald
Head
Slick,
why
is
the
press
all
on
my
di
dick?
My
style
be
wilder,
than
a
kamikaze
pilot
Don't
try
it,
I′m
about
to
start
more
than
a
friggin'
riot
Styles
unsurpassable,
and
nuccas
that′s
suckas,
yo
Them
motherfuckers
are
harrassable
For
I
be
speaking
from
my
parables
and
carry
you
beyond
The
mic's
either
a
magic
wand
Or
it
gets
tragic
like
the
havoc
of
a
nuclear
bomb
Then
I
grab
your
palm,
no
pulse
you′re
gone
And
if
you
thought
we'd
lose
our
niche
in
this
rap
shit
you
way
wrong
I
stay
up,
I
stay
on,
shine
bright,
like
neon
Your
song's
pathetic,
synthetic
like
Rayon
Fat
beats
they
play
on
want
dope
rhymes
put
me
on
Word
is
bond,
you
know
my
steez
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Album
The Militia
1 The Militia (LP version)
2 The Militia (LP clean version)
3 The Militia (instrumental)
4 You Know My Steez (Three Men and a Lady remix) (Street version)
5 You Know My Steez (Three Men and a Lady remix) (radio version)
6 You Know My Steez (Three Men and a Lady remix) (instrumental)
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