Man I fkin love this duo. Im italian and Born in '96, Pete Rock Is incredible, but personally I dont get why CL Is not recognized like the producer. His lyrics are smooth as his name, his Deep voice, his absolutely perfect flow and rhymes…I Mean if these Rock's beats are so legendaries Is cause of CL spitted on them. U cant say pete rock w/out sayin CL Smooth. God bless
[Pete Rock] Uhh.. {*scratches*} "Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane [Pete Rock] One two.. ahh.. ahh yeah.. {*scratches*} "Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane [Pete Rock] Yeah.. {*scratches*} "Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane
{Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps verse one}
[Pete Rock] Uhh.. uh-huh.. Pete Rock.. uh-huh.. One two.. Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Say what, say what?
[C.L. Smooth] The chef in one breath laid a dance of death On a grill pursuin and barbecuin and groovin in skill (WHOO!) Holla when I snatch em by the collar See em starvin like Somalia While you trickin stickin chicks up in the booty parlor (Whoah) A lot of funk to make you say, "Aow, C.L. how?" Cause all I know is listen, can I get mines now? (Say what?) In my verse brain cells burst so beep the nurse For the knowledge cause the worst niggas talk garbage A mean machine, to light it like kerosene My cuisine is how David killed the freakin Philistines (uh-huh..) Begin to sin, with the devilish grin So me and my kin, can win and break bread when the record spin (Yeah..) My love is real Ock, a lyrical buildin block With incredible settable pure funk of Pete Rock (woo-WHOO!) Forget the soup of the day, cause niggas are gassin Well styles I broke smooth lotion down the ashy as hell Got a rhyme so chunky it's amazin G I make you think the Fat Boys are back on crazy (YEAH) Major Mecca's in Asia when I date her Some old flavor by the sun moon and stars and over the equator Universally thirstin me to show no mercy To madmen, the Devil wanna send (YEAH) Word to life money ain't a rapper livin I can't run though so (.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
{Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps again}
[Pete Rock] So? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? So.. what's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? Hah..
[C.L. Smooth] I'm buckwild, I'm wise for my size so realize My lyrical fries today's tough guys, nigga So box and throw rocks, fish or cut bait Even if I was a lightweight, I still fight great (UHH) I double em up and shuffle em down, combinate, stick n move around Til you work me up an appetite to fight Like a nick in the paint, think it is when it ain't With no more restraint I make a frail opponent faint (OH!) You need to get your ears glued to soul food That makes you boogie til your nude and you never get rescued (OW!) Now waiter take an order simply nothin shorter Than the lamb to the slaughter recorder I'm flowin like water (YES..) Since you're popular, I see nothin stoppin ya From generatin lucci livin larger than Gucci, HELLO It's Mecca's hour when the man is in power To roast there (what?) I cook a medium rare, so toast Perignon Poppa, my rugged styles vary; shit I want a salary Mariah couldn't Carey DIG IT I sport a blue face Rolex for thirty grand (yeah..) Now take your family to go see "Who's the Man?" I wear colognes that excite your hormones And Versace the wifey bought, now who woulda ever thought? Word to life, ain't a rapper livin I can't run though so (.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
{Pete Rock keeps scratching until his rap verse}
[Pete Rock] What's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu.. Uhh! Yeah.. c'mon What's next on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? Ahhh..
Here I come on the rise The Godfather of the Funk I make it happen (what?) I'm next on the menu, "Who's the Man" rappin? (uhh) The hardcore for the dancefloor, no need for an intro (say what?) You know who's the one, the man that gets the job done (yeah) It's rare, the sound that you hear is so original You can't copy it down, so let it be subliminal (AOWW) You can't rock like the Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth (aw yeah) Together forever, like G. Rap says, "YOU LOSE!" So pull up a chair and relax and let the music flow And leave you on that note cause I'm read' to go (yeah..) You gonna have a hard time tryin to run through me so (.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
Uhh.. what's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? Ahh, c'mon.. What's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? Yeah..
Special shoutout, to my man Lord Finesse He's in the house y'all Can't forget my man, O.G., he's in the house y'all Can't forget my man C.L. Smooth He's in the house Grap Lover, I-N-I Everybody up in the Vernon, peace Yeah, funk Yeah, funk Ahh Can't forget the Uptown crew Can't forget the Bronx crew Can't forget the Brooklyn crew Can't forget the Queens crew Yeah, AOWW! Can't forget the Yonkers crew Can't forget Now Rule crew The whole Westchester, White Plains Got to get props Yeah.. the beat don't stop And we out like this..
Universally thirsty me-to show no mercy the mad man the devil wanna sin. Word to life money Aint Rapper living i can't run through son. Let's whats next on the menu.
One of the best hip hop producers in game even in today's era along side dj priemer erick sermon large professor diamond d timbaland swizz beatz and teddy riley
The greatest
Shiit
can we get an instrumental?
Pete rock cl ,gangstarr
A tribe called quest….
Aie aïe aïe mon gars !!!
C L, is illmatic
Pete thought he was slick throwing that Ric Flair "Wooooooo!" in at the 0:42 mark!!!
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Shout out to the number #1 soul brother Pete Rock remember going to the city to catch a show and watching a legend on the tables .
Money earning Mount Vernon where you at
Man I fkin love this duo. Im italian and Born in '96, Pete Rock Is incredible, but personally I dont get why CL Is not recognized like the producer. His lyrics are smooth as his name, his Deep voice, his absolutely perfect flow and rhymes…I Mean if these Rock's beats are so legendaries Is cause of CL spitted on them. U cant say pete rock w/out sayin CL Smooth. God bless
[Pete Rock] Uhh.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane
[Pete Rock] One two.. ahh.. ahh yeah.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane
[Pete Rock] Yeah.. {*scratches*}
"Let's see what's next on the menu!" -] Big Daddy Kane
{Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps verse one}
[Pete Rock]
Uhh.. uh-huh..
Pete Rock.. uh-huh..
One two..
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
Say what, say what?
[C.L. Smooth]
The chef in one breath laid a dance of death
On a grill pursuin and barbecuin and groovin in skill
(WHOO!) Holla when I snatch em by the collar
See em starvin like Somalia
While you trickin stickin chicks up in the booty parlor
(Whoah) A lot of funk to make you say, "Aow, C.L. how?"
Cause all I know is listen, can I get mines now? (Say what?)
In my verse brain cells burst so beep the nurse
For the knowledge cause the worst niggas talk garbage
A mean machine, to light it like kerosene
My cuisine is how David killed the freakin Philistines (uh-huh..)
Begin to sin, with the devilish grin
So me and my kin, can win and break bread when the record spin
(Yeah..) My love is real Ock, a lyrical buildin block
With incredible settable pure funk of Pete Rock (woo-WHOO!)
Forget the soup of the day, cause niggas are gassin
Well styles I broke smooth lotion down the ashy as hell
Got a rhyme so chunky it's amazin G
I make you think the Fat Boys are back on crazy (YEAH)
Major Mecca's in Asia when I date her
Some old flavor by the sun moon and stars and over the equator
Universally thirstin me to show no mercy
To madmen, the Devil wanna send (YEAH)
Word to life money ain't a rapper livin I can't run though so
(.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
{Pete Rock keeps scratching the sample until C.L. raps again}
[Pete Rock]
So? What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
So.. what's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
Hah..
[C.L. Smooth]
I'm buckwild, I'm wise for my size so realize
My lyrical fries today's tough guys, nigga
So box and throw rocks, fish or cut bait
Even if I was a lightweight, I still fight great (UHH)
I double em up and shuffle em down, combinate, stick n move around
Til you work me up an appetite to fight
Like a nick in the paint, think it is when it ain't
With no more restraint I make a frail opponent faint (OH!)
You need to get your ears glued to soul food
That makes you boogie til your nude and you never get rescued
(OW!) Now waiter take an order simply nothin shorter
Than the lamb to the slaughter recorder I'm flowin like water
(YES..) Since you're popular, I see nothin stoppin ya
From generatin lucci livin larger than Gucci, HELLO
It's Mecca's hour when the man is in power
To roast there (what?) I cook a medium rare, so toast
Perignon Poppa, my rugged styles vary; shit
I want a salary Mariah couldn't Carey DIG IT
I sport a blue face Rolex for thirty grand (yeah..)
Now take your family to go see "Who's the Man?"
I wear colognes that excite your hormones
And Versace the wifey bought, now who woulda ever thought?
Word to life, ain't a rapper livin I can't run though so
(.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
{Pete Rock keeps scratching until his rap verse}
[Pete Rock]
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu..
Uhh! Yeah.. c'mon
What's next on the menu?
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
Ahhh..
Here I come on the rise
The Godfather of the Funk I make it happen (what?)
I'm next on the menu, "Who's the Man" rappin? (uhh)
The hardcore for the dancefloor, no need for an intro (say what?)
You know who's the one, the man that gets the job done (yeah)
It's rare, the sound that you hear is so original
You can't copy it down, so let it be subliminal (AOWW)
You can't rock like the Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth (aw yeah)
Together forever, like G. Rap says, "YOU LOSE!"
So pull up a chair and relax and let the music flow
And leave you on that note cause I'm read' to go (yeah..)
You gonna have a hard time tryin to run through me so
(.. "Let's see what's next on the menu!")
Uhh.. what's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
Ahh, c'mon..
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
What's on the menu?
Yeah..
Special shoutout, to my man Lord Finesse
He's in the house y'all
Can't forget my man, O.G., he's in the house y'all
Can't forget my man C.L. Smooth
He's in the house
Grap Lover, I-N-I
Everybody up in the Vernon, peace
Yeah, funk
Yeah, funk
Ahh
Can't forget the Uptown crew
Can't forget the Bronx crew
Can't forget the Brooklyn crew
Can't forget the Queens crew
Yeah, AOWW!
Can't forget the Yonkers crew
Can't forget Now Rule crew
The whole Westchester, White Plains
Got to get props
Yeah.. the beat don't stop
And we out like this..
CL's flow with this beat. . . . Ughh!! Like Pete says, "Woooooo!!!!" Got the youngest I work with saying "Yo, who dat??!!
Gets no Doper than CL
Boxing had Cassius Clay, Hip HOp had The Mecca Don CL Smoove
Another pete rock and cl smooth classic banger u can't deny this one rip to andre harrell and heavy d one love
Universally thirsty me-to show no mercy the mad man the devil wanna sin. Word to life money Aint Rapper living i can't run through son. Let's whats next on the menu.
Classic.Cl smooth is Very Underated
One of the best hip hop producers in game even in today's era along side dj priemer erick sermon large professor diamond d timbaland swizz beatz and teddy riley
this is classic Pete Rock!!! C.L. was on top of his game on this track ( masterpiece)
Yeah, let's shall we?
The beat flips are amazing on this one.
You could always here that jazz influence with P.R. beats.
Instant classic for me when I first heard it when it came out r.i.p. to Andre Harrell and heavy d
This is strictly for the truck on 22's…