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(feat. Lewis Parker, Skinnyman) |
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[Blade] |
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I'm sort of like a doctor about to operate |
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Crowds cooperate waiting for Source to set the date |
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The long awaited album finally planned for production |
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Full steam ahead, I hope the fans are prepared |
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We hope we go platinum, ain't nothing wrong with dreaming |
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While the jealous are scheming because we get the crowds screaming |
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For more, real rappers becoming extinct like dinosaurs |
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While we're preparing for tours, you're rushing the stores |
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To get a copy, 'The Unknown' far from poppy |
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Highly recommended by many 'cause we ain't sloppy |
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Trust me, this album will be known for setting standards |
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Selling 'cause we're good not 'cause we're paying back-handers |
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Like them boy bands put together like a jigsaw puzzle |
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Made to fit, we're the opposite, maybe we'll hit |
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We're breaking most barriers |
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Conquering many lands and as it stands |
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Our reputation expands |
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No if, buts or ands |
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Follow the procedure |
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When we're done, clap your hands |
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For those who know us well, you know we're bound to excel |
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And at the same time we're building our clientele |
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[Lewis Parker] |
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Yeah, it's like jealous ones envy Mark B, Blade and Parker |
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Cocktails and long nails and rooms full of laughter |
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The undercover master hold it down to extreme |
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You're getting loose at the seems so I'm pulling your card |
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Yeah we're at large, espionage in the city |
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Gigantic in sounds soaking through the tin pan dizzy shit |
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Too many fools on silly shit, whatever |
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Ain't got time |
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'Cause time is too valid, serve it up like salad |
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The poison ballad on the menu, big ladies and |
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Machine guns versus pencil thin models |
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Fools stop and ogle, boggled by the perversions |
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Until their guns turn causing concern and dispersion |
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From the display, the truth is whatever they say |
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They hype is narrow 'cause that's the way they stay |
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As the bottoms sway I make my way without selling it |
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What up to my fellowship busy in experiment |
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Back in the lab, keep the break over the stab |
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Who's the man of the moment as nature's gone mad |
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Mark B and Blade may be an odd couple |
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Opposites attract |
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We play 'em at their own hustle |
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[Skinnyman] |
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The most anticipated, most long awaited to burst |
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You're damn right you'd have to hold me back until the third verse |
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You probably realized it's me by now and start to curse |
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Before you say fuck me, I'll say fuck you first |
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And come worse than any wicked man, Skinnyman, Muddy Fam |
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Dargdart dapper dan, long time veteran |
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From I was a youth I used to sit and listen Papa San |
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Now I listen Sizla, Calonchi and Capleton |
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Bishy Bashy in a ragga dance like I'm Rodigan |
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Hip-hop something that's coming straight out of Engaland |
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Spin this on the radio and in every jam |
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By Chubby Kid, Short Blitz, Tim Westwood and the Number Man |
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This is for the youths so they can understand exactly what I'm under man |
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Representing here from another dan |
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Blade a rap renegade for years |
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Legendary in the game, you'd have to run go check your peers |
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They're running around, talking about who's gonna pioneer |
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Like they didn't know that we'd been representing for years |
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I'm like a lion that rules the jungle without fear |
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Y2K is exactly our year, you hear |