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(feat. Bilal, Jill Scott) |
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Chorus: Bilal, Jill Scott |
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Alright.....Okay |
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Alright......We'll make it funky for you now |
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[Common] |
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I'm a child of the ahh - The 87 ahh |
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From the streets - Get on a beat and go ahh |
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I could break it down like whatever ya ahh |
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On some K-R-S be here forever type unh |
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You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like unh |
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Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like unh |
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Baby boy you could do it take your time do it.... |
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If you get the chance |
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To be a man in a b-boy stance and advanced from the go |
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I'll trace outer space with a unh |
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The baby-sitter of styles - I've traveled miles with |
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bitches and....I've traveled miles with..... |
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I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual |
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of the real unh |
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Your platinum but real unh's don't feel you |
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You sampled real unh's and then filtered |
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I'm built to last - at last I'm free |
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The Roots and SV be the family tree |
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SV and the Roots be the family tree |
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The Roots and SV and the tree is unh |
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Come on |
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Chorus; |
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As long as it's funky....alright..okay [yeah] |
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As long as it's funky...alright |
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As long as it's funky...alright...okay |
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As long as it's funky...funky for you now |
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I style for the ohhh - wild for the ohhh |
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Baby girl let's go half on a child for the ohhh |
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Lick shot's pop lock and blaow for the oohh |
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Like Ra-I'll move a crowd for the ohhh |
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You talkin' loud but ain't sayin' ohhh |
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Trickin' paper on a unh... Captain Save-a-ohhh |
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I've never been.. the type of nigga.. |
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to take.. a broad to the courts |
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As a shorty I was always into sports |
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Now I talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's ohhh |
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Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle |
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Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle |
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Even when it sound muffled.. |
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I bust through.. narrow gates.. |
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with king-sized thoughts that's sparrow shaped |
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Before I came up I had to elevate |
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Let a nigga move where he wanna move up to |
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You don't like how I'm livin... well fuck ohhh |
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I stuck to what I was on... a star is born on a cusp |
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Many angel's fell to the dust |
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Leavin' me to trust... only a ohhh |
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Leavin' me to trust y'all only a ohhh |
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Leavin' me to trust in a - ahh ohhh ohhh ohhh |
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ohhh |
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Yo |
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Chorus: repeat 4X |
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As long as it's funky [yeah] |
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alright..okay |
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Let your.. imagination.. dance to the.. |
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Dance to the.. dance to the hey |
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Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the hey |
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I'm funky like Africans in France to the hey |
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Yo hey.. kick in the bass you.. |
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Chasin paper like a bitch in a race |
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Spit on or death, I still ain't picked up the ace |
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The hundred.. styles I run with thick in the race |
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So let's ohhh.. yeah unh hunh |