Saturday Nite Live-Masta Ace Incorporated
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Album by: Slaughtahouse
Artist by: Masta Ace Incorporated
Live from new york its saturday nite! (scratched 4x)
[uneek]
Ayo kid for years Ive been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know Im hitting
Cause I say a rhyme and girls be like, uh no he didnt
Im so nonchalont, word to my uncle and my aunt
I serve mcs like a restaurant
It aint where youre from its where youre at
So in that case your butt better step like a frat
Cause juice I got a lot of vaoprs
While you gotta quit, Im always rolling with umdada, sh*t
When I deliver I make you shiver
If a guy try to front, I have to show him Im the problem giver
Girlfriend youre gonna be in bad shape
If you expect uneek to take you shopping like a demo tape
Ill tell your brother jack to be nimble
Cause if you want beef we can clash like a cymbal
You need to stop all the yelling and the cursing
I know it foul, he couldnt house a homeless person
We dont cuddle in the eyceurokk huddle
While verse is subtle, and then we wet you like a puddle
One lyric from the gut, so what?
You want to strut like youre bad and then you might get had
Yeah its cool, its gonna be all right
Cause live from new york its saturday nite
Live from new york its saturday nite! (scratched 4x)
[masta ace]
Its the offbeat, on beat, man with the mostest
Like hostess, I bake mcs and oh and you knows this
So 1 2 3 4, for whom the bell is tolling
Im rolling with umdada and Im um holding my swollen
And doing the project dance from back in the days
Its the master, the ace and yo, Im black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
Its the dopest, but can you cope this, by far the hippest
Hat on sideways or backward, I knew a funky track would
Open up the ears of the black hood
Im not rough mouth, richie, or the fonz
Im no joke, I school that a** like st. johns
Some come get a little bit, hit hard like a rock and
Open up the door cause Im knocking
Ready or not, here I come in a hurry and
Its masta ace, steady pace, paula perry and
Eyceurokk with the 4 building storm and
Welcome to the bates motel, my name is norman
I got the mad knife, Im mad mean
I killed mad crews, I read mad magazine
So break it down for the heads with the dreads
For the baldies and the fades, for the blues and the reds
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigga
As I take my finger of the trigga for the lord digga
[lord digga]
Lord digga, the microphone mutilator
With the hardcore data to mash motherf**kers like potatoes
I get a load of a punk who tried to diss me
You wanna know why? cause I spit on spectators
My style is rough, ruck, and rugged on the ill tip
Blowing the f**k up, sending pussies looking for microchips
Mad mad styles get flipped when the chordless gets gripped
Not a gang member but I got tales from the crip
Im mad mad funky like silk
Take a sniff of my a** crack, motherf**kers stay wack
As my pockets get fat like and elephant
Im far from benevolent, Im up your a** for the hell of it
Im catching wreck on your record or cassette tape
Now I cant wait to catch motherf**kers that slept late
I flip the hardcore sh*t so little punks you know
Thats how it goes on saturday nite
Live from new york its saturday nite! (scratched 4x)
[eyce]
Eyceurokk consists of three:
First is rokk deisel, my brother uneek, and then theres me, ni**a
I wear the orange and the black cap, black and orange jersey on my back
Baddest ni**a in the pack
And I work to get my loot, shoot
Huh, Im turning heads like a handicapped prostitute
Son you gotta belive me
That Im a be rockin you, rockin you but Im not davert leavy
Im hitting rappers til they stagger
And if hes a bragger, Im gonna watch him fall like niagra
Ooops, oh, time for him to go
Take him to the morgue, put a tag on his toe
Not the type you can play a game with
F**k around, look at all the niggas that I came with
Stop dissing, there will be no tomorrow
Youll feel sorrow, Im knocking niggas down like mark bavarro
Cause rap is not a toy, if youre in it for the bones
Youll be home alone just like that little white boy
Master eyce is on the way
And live from new york Im catching wreck on a saturday
Live from new york its saturday nite! (scratched 4x)
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