You Want It

Peace to K. Shabazz, while I get you open like a gash
Pass the nickle if you think you can last
MC's that slept got caught with the chin check
Never slept cause them suckers could have been wet
Now I'm here to bring use to my name
Used to the slang, producer bang
Give me room, cause what I consume makes me gloom
To the man that I am, cause I am what I am
Those who had soul was told to clap
That was back, now it's '94 and I'm back
With the Ghetto Dwellas, still rolling with my fellas
With the herbs , I'm strutting, there's nothing you can tell us
To recall and sing, my peeps who never fronted
Back the **** up while they keep acting like they want it