Don't Let Your Mouth Write A Check That Your A** Can't Cash-Stetsasonic

Don't Let Your Mouth Write A Check That Your A** Can't Cash - Stetsasonic ( Daddy-O ) Ah yeah Smooth dedications goin out to My man the E Double and the PMD Special dedications to DJ Scratch And the Albany Projects in Brooklyn, you know what I'm sayin? We gonna break it down a little somethin like this here 1, 2, and don't forget the Daddy O is for the only, chief is for relief People like to talk about the Hip-Hop Band Not that they get away with it, but they think they can Cuttin their eyes, and frownin at Wise And sayin Paul can't cut - kiss my butt Don't know Bobby, smirkin at D.B. Boy, stop jockin S-t-e-t Do what you feel, and if you feel real froggish Leap on this, so I can bust your lip Because Allah made man, but man made speech And speech is only talk, and talk is cheap ( Delite ) Well, like a boxer, we got the groove that sticks and moves Boom! another k.o., and now a major news No short cuts when it came down to this Some have wrote us off cause we continued to persist Without fail, our actions prevail Success breeds, and the legend unveils While many pop duty, the Band stood cooly Till our chance came, and we smashed them rudely Proved that the soft talk was all pink water Baked and fried em and threw em all a quarter Cause when you talk that talk, and your talk is kinda cheap You reap what you sow, and you sow what you reap (Action speaks louder than words) (2x) ( Daddy-O ) Aiyo, the situation seems very peculiar Like the Jungle Brothers said: I'm gonna do ya But I'm not gonna do ya like a guy does a girl When I do you, I'm gonna crash your world Lights out, with the click of a switch you're cut off You can't handle, so you break north Then I said it before, and I'ma say it again I'm the Daddy, O is for the wars I win, friend ( Delite ) Speaking of a war, yo, I get excited The taste of victory, man, keeps me ignited And like a bolt of light that shoots across the darkness I'm flippin MC's out by my pin-point sharpness Punishment is due them, I whip em very thorough I'm servin up the hype like there ain't no tomorrow The a-c-t-i-o-n means get the job done MC Delite, now grab hold to my wisdom (Action speaks louder than words) (4x) ( Daddy-O ) Sittin in the park out in East New York Soak in the sun, watchin the girlies walk By, some say "Hi", and some say "Hello" And some say, "How you're doin, Daddy-O?" I say, "Alright, but the beef I got Is how the faggot MC's try to cop my spot" Cause it's cool to occupy your own But if you come for mine, I'm gonna crash your dome See, I don't really always wanna be the aggressor But my respect for MC's continues gettin lesser And just like my mother used to say in the past Don't let your mouth write a check that your a** can't cash ( Delite ) So just imagine all the flack that you'll be catchin When you're pop that weak, boy, yo, I be bashin Rip all your bull, to show that we're winnin By blood, sweat, no tears, we're provin, not pretendin We daze and amaze till foes are left confused Like some men treat their women, they get whipped and abused Cause Stet is rolling strong, so what the hell goes on Try to gank this, your a** is gettin bombed Cause action overspeaks above any plight Peace, sincerely yours from MC Delite (Action speaks louder than words) (4x)