Check it out   Check it out   Check it out      We go back and forth, sending this out to my people up north   Tell 'em if you ain't from New York, you're soft   Box or throw rocks, fish or cut bait   'Cause I fight great but wait      Here's the hottest joint on lockdown   Ready for release what they call a masterpiece   Covers are blown, known for keeping shit lethal   'Cause now I'm like water on the desert for you thirsty people      What's the fixation with all this artillery?   Now you catch a look, saying, "Who are you to question me?"   Giving the signs from enemy lines, taking care of my biz   Is how you found out, Wayne's World was never his      See my pen holds strong for all my cookies in mink   We call all types of bitches running out of ink   Later for tricky mind, avoid like suama   But I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind      Check it out   Check it out   Check it out      You know it's my thing, get your bell rang   By the Meccafied slang, the jack of all trades   Couldn't even gang bang and niggas can't hang   With so many styles, you'd swear the shit was out of Wu-Tang      But the samurai, CL Smooth I   Be slicing, dicing you down when the mic is around   I rebound like Oakley when you provoke me   This is the Chocolate Thai, be careful how you toke me      I razzle dazzle your fragile ass until you pay homage   To the man I plan is holding all the knowledge   In five minutes of funk off my tongue, read the label shown   Is it Pete Rock or Oliver Stone?      Still the same, they remember my name   Kind of reminds me of when Rocket Ismail played for Notre Dame   Invincibility with no vulnerability   Selling more than gold with the killers on my payroll      Check it out   Check it out   Check it out      You'd better watch your step, known for the rep   Of being real and can't accept jealous brothers and others   Who can't relax with pep and if it was the playoffs   Your ass would get swept and kept on stash      The Tango & Cash competitors bow   'Cause I would think we all know who The Don is by now   Making loot at the pace of a horse race   Now once again my friend, the great paperchase      Here's a taste of life in the fast lane   Now house full of chicks, he's stripping off the Don P   With the profound sound, I ride swoops like a hawk   And can only bring the essence of New York      It's the Vernonville daddy, can you comprehend?   How some real live niggas set a new trend   Of being so blasted, smoothest prophets to the brain cell   While I bid you all a farewell      Check it out   Check it out   Check it out