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Mmm hmmm, yeah |
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BK, Uptown, Boogie Down, Queens |
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It's beautiful |
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Listen, I got a lot to say (yeah) |
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Usually my smile stay locked away |
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But not today, I have to laugh |
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On the real the Aftermath's kind of ill like I'm Dr. Dre |
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Sometimes I run to the club and get faded |
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It's funny how you get jaded, I just hate it (just hate it) |
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But this song gives a different kind of feelin' |
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It's a new kind of dealin', it's a special kind of healin' (uh huh) |
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And I can show what it is |
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Best flow in the biz? You know what it is |
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Positive over negative, see the Ace a Masta |
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Even when I face disaster (that's right) |
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I rise up above |
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See, people still showin' me love |
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Get the respect without droppin' a check |
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This hip hop thing might stop in a sec |
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So this brand new ish, you can pop in the deck |
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It's beautiful |
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[Break] |
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It's beautiful |
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[Break] |
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Yeah, this is brand new Uptown still in the box |
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This is the Yankees, 10-nothin', killin' the Sox |
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This ain't huggin' the block wit' a gat in ya hand |
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This is ??? on the Catamaran (that's right) |
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With the sun beamin' down while you sat in the sand |
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I feel like I'm more than a cat wit' a plan |
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This feels like it's more than a flash in the pan |
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This is milk in the cup and cash in ya hand |
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This is a warm coat on the coldest night |
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That's why I stole this mic, y'all don't hold this right (nope) |
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First in a class of many |
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This is a bottle of Jack and a glass of Henny (that's right) |
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Now drink it up 'til there ain't nothin' left in it |
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I'm reppin' it, BK, that's a definite |
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There's more of these amazing rhymes |
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A song like this in these days and times is beautiful |
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[Break] |
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It's beautiful |
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[Break] |
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(I'm wishin' on and on and on...) the most beautiful thing ever |
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And it's here to bring terror to the bling era (yeah) |
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You can feel it in ya inner |
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It's like Grandma's house, Thanksgiving dinner |
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It's like a day in the park |
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Or at night when you get the ball and you play in the dark (swish) |
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It's that street corner music |
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Where most cats when they pull that heat go and use it |
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I see a black man aimin' his gun |
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But I'd rather see a black man claimin' his son |
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You know the sound is pretty |
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Even when you got to get down and gritty |
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This is money in the bank like you down wit' Diddy |
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This a helicopter ride around the city |
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And we love it cuz it brought us here |
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It's like a young mother braidin' her daughter's hair |
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It's beautiful |
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[Break] |
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It's beautiful |
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[Break 'til fade] |
