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Hey yo check it out I got a hype rhyme for ya |
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That I'll rock from London England to the boondocks of Georgia |
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Intelligent, benevolent, super, all the qualities of H-I-C the |
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alley-ooper |
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My main man and me we've been cool since day one |
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Scoopin' all the fly girls, havin' all the fun |
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Sport the dope threads and the hundred dollar kicks |
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Makin' power moves so get off my |
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Nah I won't say it, cos it's crystal, it's clear |
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I get the job done each and every year |
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Back in school I used to act the fool |
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But I rocked an A average so everything's cool |
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Tool, my pencil, the mic's my utensil |
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I wreck the mic check and you can write that in stencil |
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So you wonder why I made it and your shit is goin' wrong |
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Hey yo troop, I got it goin' on! |
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I'm like a mad man when I get the mic in my hand |
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I run loose at the mouth 'cos I really don't give a damn |
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I'm on a mission, chasin' a dream |
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When I hear the beats thump I shake like a fiend |
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And when the notes are blue I do the do with the Us3 crew |
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Right in the back log, Geoff and Melle Mel y'all |
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Chillin' on the track boy, mixin' up the schizmo, keepin' shit |
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in fit form |
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They got it goin' on |
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Patterns in the poems get you open like a spliff |
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If you take a sniff you might end up like a stiff |
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'Cos it's funky, a hip-hop junkie is what I am |
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Straight from Brooklyn with a gun in my hand |
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I'm just kiddin', or should I say fibbin' or bare faced lyin' |
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It doesn't matter, you know what I'm implyin' |
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And if you still don't know what's goin' on |
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Yo G I got it goin' on! |
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Zoom-ga-zoom zoom-ga-zoom-ga-zay |
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Sit back relax and I'll make your day |
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Radical concepts that's my choice |
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Freak it to the music and flow through my voice |
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So let's face it, it's time to get back to the basics |
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Sing a simple song that goes on and on and on |
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I'm climbin' to the top just like King Kong |
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And guess what? I got it goin' on! |
