Kanye West: Troopers reprezent

Yes indeed94 is the season(..this how we do in the Boogie Down Bronx)[ 3rd Eye ]Well, once upon a time, remember whenYa had a slop down, couldn't hear the soundOf the E-y-e ringin in the new yearWho shall I fear?Comin for the dungeon, grudge not what you can't seeThey could not decipher the text book I daily[ Zone 7 ]...the mind tricks, I try to get a gripSlip into a different schizophrenic skitChaotic, and the flow is hypnoticErotic, demonic, sonic, atomic, chronically demolished artistThe shit I spark on brothers heartlessGaspin, askin, who's the one to put your style in tractionAll that, the ditch digger, that's him[ Nine ]I'm on some next shit, can I wreck shit?With my Sumo-fat style cause yours is anorexicChck-chck-pow, boom-boom-bap-bangTen feet of rope around your neck and can't hangI'm runnin rings around rappers like a dirty collarI don't care if you whisper or if ya hollerTrue, 9 Double M will do you like voodooYou butterknife in the house of ginzu16 eyes on your face and can't see meSince a cloud of smoke like _I Dream of Jeannie_You in a $100 spot with a buckLike the gods and 3rd Eye say, kid: eeease up![ 3rd Eye ]Next up, time for me to fly, come onBack up, back up, turn the track upBlack, I'm 'bout to blow up - boomBest to give me room, I'm comin throughYou can't do meYo, who you be?Even Aaron Hall couldn't 'groooove me'Boy, your little style don't move meTruly, you never knew me, you're bootyMy 3rd Eye style is heavy dutyMy crew be gettin funky like a spliff of the skunkyYou can't even get a whiff of the funk, punkTried to get the formula, but I be two levels on top of themProper, ain't no stoppin him when I'm droppin emChopper, I chop em in them bread crumbs and get they head numbFuck around, I be like REDRUM! REDRUM![ CHORUS ]Now all my troopers in the front represent (yeah!)And all my troopers in the back represent (represent)And all my troopers on the left represent (yeah!)Hey yo, my troopers on the right represent (represent)Now all my troopers in the back represent (yeah!)And all my troopers up front represent (represent)[ Top Quality ]I leave no questions about who flip-whips the micIt's the pen blockrocker, no doubt to get you hypeWith the slide, slide shit to make you flipGot the skills to write my scriptsSo yo, let me kick it one time, peep the techniqueDon't sleep, it creeps right up on yaWanna battle, who's gonna rescue you?It's time to show you somethin that you never knew????? cause I'm comin through[ Zone 7 ]Now it's hectic, check it yo, don't stress that yetWhere I'm steaming from holding my bones, see me come to wreck itRolling it with my brother stompin skullsWhat you tryin?Crazy muthafuckas dyinSome get broken, some still smokinStrictly ????? runnin through the streetsIf you sleep you're stupid, I'm back in lovelyCops don't try to stop me, back up off me, not sellin drugs, gee And I'm smashin MC'sCollectin g's, air get saltyMoney, you was faultyI protect quickly, don't get with meThen I'm Audi, back down south, geeCrazy rowdy[ CHORUS ][ Lord Finesse ]Check itIt's the automatic Asiatic rap fanaticI'm like a addict that gots to have itWhen I see the microphone I ain't scared to grab itFuck that, it's Lord Finesse, now there you have itIt's the grand speaker, smoke you like reeferFuck it, I put it on like sneakersHere to stay and get paid in the right wayShit I say is x-rated like Andrew Dice ClayA showstopper, I'm a rocker who can flow properGirls clock me like a muthafuckin soap operaBrothers be makin rhymes, talk about takin mineKids need to chill and resign, don't waste your timeCause you brothers are blind, y'all don't knowI got plenty rhymes, I bust your monkey ass anytime[ 3rd Eye ]Well, it's time to manifest this manifestationOf a ill skill will, free will abil'Still doin 10 more years on a bidFor the verbal assaults on these kids outThey think they dope, set up on a Troo Kula scaleWeighed less than a gram, was a flam for my saleYeah, cause I can flip that ???Never knew a lyric who flewTroo the trendsetter, flex to get betterDecipher your code to the very last letterI can't sink with this instinct to thinkMy thought caught abroad, your skull to the brinkWith a wink, I re-define the dense contentsOf nonsense, flip that to intelligenceYou want it hemmed up, stitched up, sewn upAw shit, kid, you don't know a fuck[ CHORUS ]Bronx represent (represent)Queens represent (represent)Brooklyn represent (represent)Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy representRepresent, representRepresent, representStaten Island (Wu-Tang)Represent, representRepresent, representLong Island represent, representRepresent, representBoogie Down Bronx representin y'all for 1994(Uptown)Uknowmsayin? Remember thatWe out