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Bo! boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die |
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Despite the fact that i'm fly i'm never dry |
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You could beat me, cheat me, when you meet me try to defeat me |
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But nevertheless you'll have stress, cause i don't rest |
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You wanna know what my problem is, if you're curious?? |
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I take this hip-hop shit too serious!! |
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I forget that other rappers ain't true to this |
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So when they grab the mic i get hyped like let's do this!! |
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All my rhymes are fat, while rappers are skimpy, wimpy |
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So i simply chew they crew like a blimpie |
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Skip me when you dissin, skip me when you on a ego mission.. |
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I blow up, like nitroglycerin! |
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You better tune in to teddy ted |
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"yo stop frontin', and use your head" |
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[krs-one] |
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Well if you ain't called it hip-hop, there's a door, i ain't stoppin |
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I got more flavors than baskin robbins! |
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I flash the funky fresh flavors force-fully |
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Freak the phonies and flip philosophy constantly (true!) |
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That reminds me, rappers rock drip-drop |
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Not hip-hop, they wanna sing and all dem ting |
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Thank god krs is still rappin; all that "ooh i love you baby" |
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And "blink blink blink" - this ain't happenin |
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[kid capri] |
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Yo this is curtains for these rappers that be frontin on the next man |
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Lookin down at brothers just because they gettin checks and |
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Haven't got a skill but they're large on the hum-bum |
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You wanna step to kid capri, come come come!! |
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I break em up, just for actin like a superstar |
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Around the way, we got a neighborhood trooper car |
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We ride by, and spray your crew, and your honies too |
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And rip you open and drink your blood like a mountain dew |
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[krs-one] |
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I descend to lend a friend a helping hand |
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To stop a trend, again and again and again, i just can't say when |
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I beg to confess my sins to other men |
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Reverands guard lips, within there i'll begin |
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I'll always win, over-sakin |
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The party is ripped, without a hit or with a hit i'm rippin shit |
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You must admit, i'll never quit the lyrics i flip |
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I'm tough like licorice, battlin kid capri? it's ridiculous |
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We come to the party inconspicuous.. |