The Creator - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth
It's time to dip dive dip You might break a hip To the sound that's legit I've come to make a hit I usually bust scratches with my man C.L. Smooth But I decided to get wreck on this groove As I provide the slide You're going on a ride I know the weather's nice There's no need to play the outside Guess who's on the flyer The man of your desire Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth all the honey dips admire Beats are rough and rugged Pete Rock is the creator Now I'm busting raps while switching cross-faders Making sure my sound hits from here to Grenada Honey gave me skins, man, I told her friends I ate her But, wait up I save this subject for later But, it's time to catch wreck with the creator I'm addicted like a stoag Not into vogue (Yo, Pete, there's a girl on the phone) Tell her to hold 'cause I'm busy kickin' rhymes to the rhythm Fortified with soul 'cause that's what I give 'em Honeys form a line form a line 'cause I always seem to capure Beats made of rupture Rhymes made of rapture Far from illiterate Always seem to get a hit If you try to step to this Don't even consider it Skins when I want 'em But, only when I eat 'em To set the record straight, I'll be damned if eat 'em Call me Pete Rock I make the girls flock And if you want a beat like this, I got them in stock So, flow with the flow Because you know I'm good to go As I proceed to get wreck on your stereo Not an imitator Just a crowd motivator But, it's time to get wreck with the creator
Artist: Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth
Title: The Creator