Stet Troop '88! lyrics

Song information

Artist: Stetsasonic
Album: In Full Gear

Lyrics

[ *human mix machine wise beatboxing* ]

[ all ]
Stet
Troop
'88

'88

'88

[ *scratching of* ]
(Prince paul)
(Dbc)
(Wise)
(The hip-hop band)
(Fruitkwan)
(Delite)
(Daddy-o)

[ daddy-o ]
I buy my clothes at the gap, I really know how to rap
I like root beer on tap and I'm a shorty strapped
And like run once said I'm proud to be black
And if I sat on a bus, it wouldn't be in the back
And I reside in the east and all the gods say peace
And every since I started rappin I've been ebony chief
And if I took the pepsi challenge, I'd choose dr. brown
Yo wise, let me hear that stet troop sound

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ daddy-o ]
Some people call me kareem, at work they call me glen
I was on tour last year, this year I'll do it again
And though I'm not a politician I know all my rights
I had a fight with a cop just last night
Address my girl 'my dear', been shootin guns for years
And I never been a sucker givin in to my peers
The stet says a rhyme, I'm always on time
Wait a minute - let me think of my next line
Ehm -
Ehm -
Ehm -
Okay
I eat at bbq, meat-eatin days are through
I like it in lake charles, I like miami too
When I was in san diego had to visit the zoo
And I don't like used cars, so I'ma buy one new
I'm readin stephen king, joan collins ain't my thing
Whenever I got beef, I give [name] a ring
I cool with walter and lumumba in an aero star
Yo wise, a little bit of that human guitar

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ delite ]
Thank you
And in karate class love when it's time to spar
I tape the daytime soaps on a vcr
I drink low-fat milk to give my tummy a rest
I use ??? in the shower cause I don't like ???
I eat my ice creams slow, call puerto-ricans bro
And when I had a yoyo, I had the one that glowed
I used to make go-karts, now rappin is my art
Scott la rock still lives inside my heart

[ delite ]
Now I'm a lover of hats, I make money in stracks
Love to watch the box, music video tracks
Always stayed in school, my mother raised no fool
And if I broke any rules, then my pops got rude

Call me mc delite a/k/a shaheed
Here to teach and lead by my rhymin spree
Make the crowd yell 'ho' when I go solo
Yo wise, give me a taste of what you gave daddy-o

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ delite ]
I love to cool and relax with a girl that's real
She will chill at my place and I will cook the meal
I've been so many places and saw many faces
One city I remember was the city of vegas
Othe night never quits, prostitution's legit
And the crowd only cheered at the end of a skit
Oh, one other fact, I lost 300 smack
But soon I got the bets and I won it all back

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ *scratching of* ]
(Stet troop)

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ fruitkwan ]
All my sneakers are gold, on the mic I'm bold
Don't play me like I'm a kid, I'm 24 years old
I like to fly in a plane, call a woman a dame
Like the empire state it's recognition I gain
Stet troop and a beat, the world of stet is complete
A lotta records are weak, but this one is unique
Like they were just grapes, crushin suckers we hate
Yo wise, come in on time, but not too late

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ fruitkwan ]
On weekdays I build, the weekends I chill
And the closer you listen, you detect the skill
Then you think in your head about the lyric I said
You kick beats in the bed, I be creatin instead
People booge in crowds, we can boogie alone
Though the music is loud you're in a 3d zone
Stet appearance react like a deck that's stacked
And like radio shack we're all over the damn map

[ *human mix machine wise plays his 'human guitar'* ]

[ all ]
We like cordless mics, we ride ninja bikes
We don't sing heavy metal and we don't wear spikes
We're classified as a fam, we operate six man
And if you call us a group, you get a body slam
Fruitkwan tailors clothes, delite waxes foes
And we both rock house with daddy-o
Paul's on the technics, wise kicks the beats
And dbc is on the keys with the drum machine
Stet
Troop
'88

'88

'88