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Yeah |
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Now here we go |
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Here we go (come on come on) |
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Now here we go |
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Here we go (come on come on) |
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Yeah |
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Stay strong this ain't for the plain hearted |
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My name's honored cause my style is insane retarded |
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Remain hottest from St. Marks to St. Thomas |
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Take game farther than the Putt-Putt planes chartered |
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The same artist who smoke rain forest will bang hardest |
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My brain smartest break a nigga like a lame promise |
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All city like train bombers check out the pictures we painted (yeah) |
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More colorful than Kelis naked |
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Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited |
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Even Big Tiger wouldn't let you in the basement |
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Face it y'all niggas face down with your legs kicking |
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They call your momma Roy Jones cause she raised chicken |
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Your down for the count like Rah Digga I'm straight spitting |
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Make pidgins say, "uh uh no they didn't" |
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Yes we did so god bless the kid yo |
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I got my own so I never stress his no |
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Chorus (repeat 1x) |
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[first 2 lines quoted from |
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Eric B. & Rakim:Follow The Leader |
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In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist |
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Am I eternal or an eternalist? |
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As soon as we showed up I sensed nervousness |
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As soon as we rolled up y'all niggas burn to this |
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Here we go |
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Come on |
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Yeah yeah (yeahhh) |
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Yeah yeah (yeah yeah come on) |
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Yeah yeah |
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Come on come on |
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Yo we send this bullet straight towards your brain |
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We taking over like the Moors in Spain there's more to gain |
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Runaways get aboard the train (come on) You can't ignore the pain (no) |
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When it come down like the pouring rain |
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Caught the train of thought and claim to cross the broad terrain |
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The cold weather break your spirit like a water main |
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I looked in your eyes and I saw the shame |
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Y'all don't know that a greatness came before the chain |
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Till you can't imagine a future where this all could change |
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If one of us ain't free then we all to blame |
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So we attack each other fighting project wars and thang |
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It's all the same across the board we off again |
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You wanna sieve through that shit then you can call my name |
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Kweli I chopped it up like raw cocaine |
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I drop jams in top ten I'm not for the fame |
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You wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes |
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Yo |
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Chorus (repeat 2x) |
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Ya niggas shook |
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And there it is (yeah) |
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Yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
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Come on |
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Yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
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Yeahh |
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Yeah yeah (yeah yeah) |
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Yo yo yo |
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Say whaaat? Say what, say what, say what |
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I rock for the purest and I rock for the players |
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I rock for the fellas and I rock for the ladies (come on) |
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I rock for the elders and I rock for the babies (yeah) |
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I rhyme to the sirens that cry in the night (yeah) |
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Live on the mic even though I've been dying to write (yeah) |
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Since the day of flying a kite and ridding my bike (come on) |
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Open my eyes and keep the prize within my line of sight (yeah) |
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Cats dropped out of school to keep fiends high on the pipe (word) |
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Seem like that's the get away of trying to fight |
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The system thats based on trying to stop you from shinning your light |
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Dying in spite of getting rich That's why I rhyme like |
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a battle emcee Battling the tragedies and fallacies |
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That be killing niggas quicker than infant mortality |
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They acting like whats going on now is distant reality |
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Behaving so casually that they become a casualty |
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Plus they don't wanna battle me anyway |
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They try to walk away but they stumble like Macy Gray |
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Cats hit the tunnel to rumble and say, "Hey DJ!" |
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Make me wonder why they call Sunday the lazy day |
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Chorus (repeat 2x) |
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Check me out |
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yeah yeah |
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yeah yeah |
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yeah yeah (fades) |
