Artist: Masta Ace Incorporated
Album:  Sittin' On Chrome 12"
Song:   Sittin' On Chrome (Rockaway Ave Mix/Pitkan Ave Mix) *
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash, Wammy Giveaway

* Both versions feature the same lyrics

[*Eazy-E*]
"Sittin' on chrome..." --> Masta Ace Incorporated
"Sittin' on chrome..."
"Sittin' on chrome..."
"Sittin' on chrome..."
"Sittin' on chrome..."

Chorus:
[*Eazy-E*] "He once was a dog from around the way"
[Masta]    So you better take it
[*Eazy-E*] "Easy"
           "I'm sittin' on C-H, R-O-M-E" --> Masta Ace Incorporated
[*Eazy-E*] "He once was a dog from around the way"
[Masta]    So you better take it
[*Eazy-E*] "Easy"
[Masta]    "Sittin' on chrome..."

Pre-Verse: Masta Ace Incorporated
I just got paid (Say what, say what, say what)
It's Friday night (Say what, say what, say what)
I'm sittin' on chrome (Say what, say what, say what)
I'm feelin' alright (Say what, say what, say what)

[Masta Ace Incorporated]
(Verse 1)
Take it Eazy
Like E, cause I be
Lettin' niggas know what time it is when it comes to me
You can't find this here, anywhere and I tear (Tear)
You a new asshole (Hole)
As beautiful as gold (Gold)
Look at your reflection in my shine, find (Find)
Pissy hallways are always on my mind
But not tonight
I'm sittin' on chri-dome (Chri-dome...)
Makin' more waves than my cellular ph-id-one (Ph-id-one...)
Mental energy within keeps me higher
Than anything rolled and set on fire, let me try a
Little somethin' new
Damn, cause what I am is mathematic
I must avoid the static if I can

Refrain: Masta Ace 
I.N.C. Crew
I thought you knew
That's how you do, well, check it, this is how we do

Repeat Refrain

Repeat Chorus

(Verse 2)
I'm sittin' on C-H, R-O-M-E
Sippin' Brass Monkey, Digga got the Remi
Martin, I'm startin' to feel like I wanna
Hit the strip spot, and I think that I'm gonna
I see my nigga Jose, "Mira, que pasa"
We goin' to the spot, need a ride, I got ya
So come on in, come on in
Come on in, it's like fire when you see my chrome spin
I paid the valet (Let)
I stepped to the stage (Stage)
I think I wanna play with the girl in the cage (Cage)
Lap dance, lap dance, lap dance
Baby, look, I got trouble in my pants
I just checked my wallet (Uh)
No more dough (Uh)
Just paid your rent, and now I gotta go
She did me til I's done
Smooth like Bally
I walked outside, they said, "I thought you lived in Cali"
Somebody must be slippin'
Don't know my stride (Word)
My name is Masta Ace, I'm from the B-Side

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Pre-Verse

(Verse 3)
You can't I-N-C me, the
Ace nigga, so be, ghost like Amityville
Horror, til tomorrow, you're done, so jet
Like Delta, I'm Fly like the Nun, bust it, son
My mental state's more Great than the Lakes
I'm Superior
And it's Erie/eerie how I breaks
Niggas down
With the sound as I shine, one time
And the chrome is the mind (Check it out)

Repeat Chorus

[Outro]
"Sittin' on chrome..."
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"Sittin' on chrome..."