Released: March 19, 1991
Songwriter: Sir Jinx Del The Funky Homosapien
Producer: Sir Jinx Ice Cube
[Intro: Samples]
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("Once again back is the incredible")
[Verse 1]
Yo-Yo was born to wear a mic until it's worn
Like an old tennis shoe, I'm in it to knowledge protect
If it's rare from a super
Creepin' on someone or some when I'm even
I'm keeping a steady form, on the mic so you won't slip
I better bring ya a double rhyme so you won't trip
Your shit is booty so no one's gonna play you
Like an architect, erect a structure so I can paint you
Like in the Louvre, [?]
'Cause six is the fare when you stare at exquisite
Talent, in ecstasy, as you step to me
And if you flow like the Yo, you can bet it's me
If anyone steps to this, they're a stepchild
I impress the best so you could flex
While you're catchin' Z's from the IBWC and
Think you can skeeze - nigga please
I got potential, so throw a monkey wrench into your sellout system
Yo gotta diss 'em
Hard to hit 'em with the rhythm that's sure to like delight you
Yo-Yo is stompin' to the '90s
("Right about now")
[Verse 2]
I kick a rhyme and everybody finds out
The ditch is a little bit typical to climb out
I dug in deep, so you would never sleep
On the skill until it's beddie-bye when I'm ready
I'm gonna drop another one to wake you or make you
See that you need an Anacin, then baby, take two
'Cause I'm causin' headaches and nausea
You can't recite it better, hype to get applause up for it
The mic, I hold it, show and prove
It got stamina, and when you're through, I'm crammin' a
Mic down your throat like Listerine
'Cause your breath on the mic persist to be a diss to me
So I confronted, and that's what you wanted
A showdown, a versus, and now you get bursted
Or thrusted, 'cause you trusted
Your shit to be better but you forgot that I could flush it
Down the toilet, and you can never spoil the plans
Of the intelligent Black lady, so maybe
You shouldn't follow on these things
Del, I might as well play hockey, I'm the dopest lady queen
I'm stompin' to the '90s
[Bridge: Samples]
{"Steppin' to the"}("90")("Check this out")("Yeah")
("Steppin' to the")("90")("Watch me now")
("Right about now")
[Verse 3]
I'm a lady that's steppin', no, I'm stompin'
And I ain't gonna say I'm from Compton
To try to slip and slide and glide and try to ride on the bandwagon
But I'm still tattin'
With the propaganda and slander against me
The petty crimes that lies tempts me
To once again shift to pass an insult
And like Funkadelic, get Knee Deep in your ass
To release the speed that I need to proceed
And indeed, I get naughty in spite of these
Competitors, and settle the scores
I pour more of the liquid I kick that you adore
Like Rocky, glad to fight some more sequels
So many try to be equivalent but not equal
And I trip off the ladies who gossip and rumors
I, on the other hand, talk to consumers
Who purchase and pay for the stuff
Because they know it's the shit for '90s, and finally
MC's get uppercutted, and then I air for 'em
And if they keep on steppin', I gotta floor 'em
'Cause I'm stompin' to the '90s
[Outro]
Yeah, Yo-Yo is taking over things, sista
("1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("1990")
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("How many MC's must get stomped?")
("1990") ("Once again back is the incredible")
[Verse 1]
Yo-Yo was born to wear a mic until it's worn
Like an old tennis shoe, I'm in it to knowledge protect
If it's rare from a super
Creepin' on someone or some when I'm even
I'm keeping a steady form, on the mic so you won't slip
I better bring ya a double rhyme so you won't trip
Your shit is booty so no one's gonna play you
Like an architect, erect a structure so I can paint you
Like in the Louvre, [?]
'Cause six is the fare when you stare at exquisite
Talent, in ecstasy, as you step to me
And if you flow like the Yo, you can bet it's me
If anyone steps to this, they're a stepchild
I impress the best so you could flex
While you're catchin' Z's from the IBWC and
Think you can skeeze - nigga please
I got potential, so throw a monkey wrench into your sellout system
Yo gotta diss 'em
Hard to hit 'em with the rhythm that's sure to like delight you
Yo-Yo is stompin' to the '90s
("Right about now")
[Verse 2]
I kick a rhyme and everybody finds out
The ditch is a little bit typical to climb out
I dug in deep, so you would never sleep
On the skill until it's beddie-bye when I'm ready
I'm gonna drop another one to wake you or make you
See that you need an Anacin, then baby, take two
'Cause I'm causin' headaches and nausea
You can't recite it better, hype to get applause up for it
The mic, I hold it, show and prove
It got stamina, and when you're through, I'm crammin' a
Mic down your throat like Listerine
'Cause your breath on the mic persist to be a diss to me
So I confronted, and that's what you wanted
A showdown, a versus, and now you get bursted
Or thrusted, 'cause you trusted
Your shit to be better but you forgot that I could flush it
Down the toilet, and you can never spoil the plans
Of the intelligent Black lady, so maybe
You shouldn't follow on these things
Del, I might as well play hockey, I'm the dopest lady queen
I'm stompin' to the '90s
[Bridge: Samples]
{"Steppin' to the"}("90")("Check this out")("Yeah")
("Steppin' to the")("90")("Watch me now")
("Right about now")
[Verse 3]
I'm a lady that's steppin', no, I'm stompin'
And I ain't gonna say I'm from Compton
To try to slip and slide and glide and try to ride on the bandwagon
But I'm still tattin'
With the propaganda and slander against me
The petty crimes that lies tempts me
To once again shift to pass an insult
And like Funkadelic, get Knee Deep in your ass
To release the speed that I need to proceed
And indeed, I get naughty in spite of these
Competitors, and settle the scores
I pour more of the liquid I kick that you adore
Like Rocky, glad to fight some more sequels
So many try to be equivalent but not equal
And I trip off the ladies who gossip and rumors
I, on the other hand, talk to consumers
Who purchase and pay for the stuff
Because they know it's the shit for '90s, and finally
MC's get uppercutted, and then I air for 'em
And if they keep on steppin', I gotta floor 'em
'Cause I'm stompin' to the '90s
[Outro]
Yeah, Yo-Yo is taking over things, sista
("1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Yo, 1990")("Yo, yo, 1990")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("Once again back is the incredible")
("Yo, yo")
("1990")
more tracks from the album
Make Way for the Motherlode
- Girl, Don’t Be No Fool
- I Got Played
- The I.B.W.C. National Anthem
- Sisterland
- What Can I Do?
- Put A Lid On It
- Stompin’ To Tha 90's
- Outro
- Dedication
- Cube Gets Played
- Stand Up for Your Rights
- More Of What Can I Do?
- Make Way for the Motherlode
- You Can’t Play With My Yo-Yo
- Tonight’s the Night
- Ain’t Nobody Better
From the album
- Make Way for the Motherlode (1991)
Yo-Yo popular songs
- You Can’t Play With My Yo-Yo
- The Bonnie and Clyde Theme
- Girl, Don’t Be No Fool
- Tonight’s the Night
- Mama Don’t Take No Mess
- Make Way for the Motherlode
- Bonnie & Clyde II
- They Shit Don’t Stink
- Westside Story
- IBWin’ Wit My CREWin’
- Can You Handle It?
- Stand Up for Your Rights
- Cube Gets Played
- Dedication
- Outro
- More Of What Can I Do?
- Letter to the Pen
- Pass It On
- You Better Ask Somebody
- Mackstress
- Girls Got a Gun
- Home Girl Don’t Play Dat
- Stompin’ To Tha 90's
- Put A Lid On It