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(VERSE 1) |
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Now this is a difficult subject |
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About something that's crazy - oh, what the heck |
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They know they have something that people don't like |
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And they still continue to disrespect |
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The thing I'm talkin about is an essence |
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A foreign fragrance with a presence |
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That you can't see with the naked eye |
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But to the nose it's a nuisance |
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It comes in so many forms, it's camouflaged |
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And it will sneak upon you like espionage |
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You might not know it cause it won't show it |
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And you will swear it's just a mirage |
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It can be with you when you're talkin |
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It will be so close, you think it's hawkin |
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With a bit of a twang it got its own slang |
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Is even known in New York, and |
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Everybody know what I'm sayin |
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From here to the Himalayan |
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If you don't know, you must be doo-doo |
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This is what I'm sayin |
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About the dragon |
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(VERSE 2) |
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I think i should go more into depth |
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About a secret that is quiet as kept |
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If you have it like Richochet Rabbit |
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It can ruin your rep |
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There are ways of preventin this |
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Check your hygenie and your dentist |
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You might think I'm messin, but this is a lesson |
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Godliness is cleanliness |
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But if you think I'm misguiding you |
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By sayin there's somethin inside of you |
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That bothers everybody when you're at a party |
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And your reactions to it is: "pee you!" |
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You're sittin there baffled and puzzled |
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Whatever you have, you wish you was muzzled |
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But if you want a clue, between me and you |
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It could be the beverage you guzzle |
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But if you listen to me |
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The diabolical energetical B |
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The i-z Mza-Mza-a-r-k-i-e |
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I'm tryina give you h-e-l-p |
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So I'ma end it off like this |
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Before you give somebody a kiss |
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For the one you adore, check them before |
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You get a crazy whiff |
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Of the dragon |
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(VERSE 3) |
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I once knew a guy by the name of Tock |
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He was one of them kids from like around the block |
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The kid was cool, had the right gear, and slim |
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The only thing was wrong, he smelled like a gym |
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In secret tellin rumours, his right guard went left |
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And his band was playin a song that was funky to def |
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He was kickin like Bruce Lee and Jim Kelly |
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Word is bond, that kid was smelly |
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Even if he would shower and shower |
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Or sprinkle a day, wouldn't last for a hour |
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He would always wanna like hang around |
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His underarms had bass with scents around |
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I tried to tell him, but he just wouldn't listen |
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He thought from my heart I was tryin to diss him |
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I started beatin around the bush cause he thought I was naggin |
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I said, "Yo Tock, you got the dragon!" |
