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Wanna hear him rap, he do it drop of a hat |
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It's all in his bag, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack |
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She can hear the beat from the sound of her feet |
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When she reach of the street |
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She plug it into it |
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they call it, they call it studio back pack rap |
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They, they, they call it, studio back pack rap |
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He rocking with the laptop, Macbook Pro |
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Cracked version of Logic but he soon Pro Tools |
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True, Cubase kinda old school |
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Although he got the kicks that are old school |
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I can see him, as he gaze at the ceiling |
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He got that sneaky feeling he's gone give it to the nation |
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His biggest inspiration is his own imagination |
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'Cause when it comes to rules, he don't have the patience |
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So he got the USB keyboard that's fresh a bigger man woulda say |
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"hot of a de press" |
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He be bless, he does with finesse |
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he damn near molests, he should arrested |
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He rocking hard neck breaking to the beat |
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Head phones head down like a lesbian |
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He's on his wa wa ones having so much fun |
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He's a new age thespian |
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Wanna hear him rap, he do it drop of a hat |
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It's all in his bag, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack |
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She can hear the beat from the sound of her feet |
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When she reach of the street |
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She plug it into it |
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they call it, they call it studio back pack rap |
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They, they, they call it, studio back pack rap |
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Internal mixing desk, external hard drive, |
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eternal concept she bad |
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She got the bright colour high tops with the long bob |
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She got the future of the world on her iPod |
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Her plug-ins are good loving |
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That's why she got a banging ass beat in the oven, turn it up |
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Can't get enough, cant, can't get enough |
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She knows the words to the world's best lyrics |
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"It was all a dream" |
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She used to read Smash Hits Magazine |
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But now she smashes crashes on the keys |
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Kicks on quantize just like woola |
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And mix that one time she is a star yea |
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She rocking hard neck breaking to the beat |
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headphones head down like a lesbian |
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She's on his wa wa ones, |
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having so much fun she's a new age thespian |
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Wanna hear him rap, he do it drop of a hat |
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It's all in his bag, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack rap |
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They, they call it, studio back pack |
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She can hear the beat from the sound of her feet |
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When she reach of the street |
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She plug it into it |
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they call it, they call it studio back pack rap |
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They, they, they call it, studio back pack rap |
