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You didn't know that though. |
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Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo |
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Here we go again I lend a vocal to your dome |
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Help as a new MC find his way home |
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Wake up in the morning with the microphone jones |
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Step up in the room puff-puff the homegrown |
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All up in my zone prone stoned a drone's a drone |
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Television's inner vision native's are home |
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Most ill-in-tray innovative lo-'n-behold |
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Penetrating in the winebago goin' the road |
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Send a tape in when I break it though I be wrong |
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Help this innovatin' rhetor-icky flowin' along |
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But you never want to try to challenge bro that's wrong |
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Make your dome piece shatter make you go back home |
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Here to show that bro |
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In this world of disco, sippin' on a cup of cisco |
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Know that go |
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Till the sight that make me pyscho then I throw that blow |
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Lotta killin' lotta dyin' and I know that's wrong |
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So backbone on rap song no wack song |
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Alimony's trippin' sittin' all in the back row |
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Mack-mode style sizzle hot tabasco |
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Slappin' up your class ill-y-ask fiasco |
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Last call for MC's who have soul |
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Despirating elevating niggas' cause that's wrong |
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I passed all my logic in a flow rap mode |
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I got this whole map sold, you didn't know that though |
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Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo |
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Bomb-diddy put the beat in yo' head |
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Watch as it expands an' your face turn red |
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Put lead to me like laps at club dread |
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Hate 'em need 'em leave but passports are dead |
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I'm a rhyming on the rhyming break a armageddon |
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Patronize the webs in the heads of my bretheren |
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Exiting to hover over your opinion |
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Never let another ruler inside of my dominion |
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Sinner in the middle of my inner where the riddle |
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Smoke a pinner put a little bit of ginger in my dinner meal |
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Feeling ill stealing the show like a criminal |
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Cleaning out the mucus in your grill like benadryl |
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Call on any man lyrically battle any man |
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Go and get your posse and your crew I got plenty fam |
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I roll up in your entourage with a caravan |
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Course then I was humble then I let out the arrogance |
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Anti-American government crisis |
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Stare into my eyes don't you see you can never win |
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Hit you like a javelin severin hell of intelligent MC's |
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And victory relevant |
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You didn't know that though |
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Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo |
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Blast off |
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Make me look every way that's surrounding me |
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Break your sound of inter-ron colony |
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Ro produce and reduce the economy |
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Fill your ear with self sight psychology |
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In the world plan with spirituality |
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On the road sidelines enough casualties |
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Mind and body soul whole mathematically |
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Grab the microphone rock on emphatically |
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Grew youth into MC academy |
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Bring you truth in these lies and these fantasies |
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Comments sense and to y'all the man is me |
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You didn't know that though |
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Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo |
