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Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again |
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Check it, battle scars earned and worn with pride |
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These words are where my soul resides |
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And never did I ever fit into the place, right |
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And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right |
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And you didn't mind making this a race, right |
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So check out the bass |
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When I flow, I know, that I grow |
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Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet |
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And never could you ever bring me down, clown |
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Yeah, check out the sound |
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Well I saw your face one time, I never thought I'd walk away |
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The we hit the trip that wouldn't quit, and I never walked away again |
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I said I'd never walk away again |
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Let me jump back into the boom of the room |
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Come and take a ride to the top of the mood |
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I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip |
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I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip |
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Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves |
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Check out the thoughts that make your mind move |
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Check out the lights that form the new patterns |
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Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us much phatter |
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Check out the zebrahead style |
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Boom, boom, boom in the room |
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And I kick shit |
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Free style form not the norm |
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Cause I slang it |
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coming five fold take another hit and I hold it |
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and don't try to wreck cause kid you'll get rolled |
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On the flip side if you chose to decide |
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Wreck it from New York to Cali or anywhere I reside |
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So check out the crew the the funk flow flavor |
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Spitting out smooth sounds that you know that you want to savor |
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I wish you could see all the shit that I see |
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Back in the day you were down with me |
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Back in the day when things were all right |
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Check out the lights |
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Check out the sounds that I found all underground |
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And the swing that I bring all around |
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Watch the walls as they all come crumbling down |
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Check out the shake and the quake as I kick it down |
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This is the bombtrack and we never take it back |
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Funky fresh flow is something that we never lack |
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So get up and ride this and never try to bite this |
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Aim for the sky cause you never know you might miss |
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Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves |
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Check out the thoughts that make your mind move |
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Check out the lights that form the new patterns |
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Check out the beats and the rhymes that make you seem much phatter |
