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Kanye West, c'mon turn me up and |
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Black Thought, c'mon turn me up and |
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Pharoahe Monch, c'mon turn me up and |
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Talib Kweli in the house with |
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Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
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We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
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Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan |
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Ain't a lot of "ifs" an "ands", it's just straight talkin |
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It's hard to swallow at times, so take portions |
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Bitin off more than you can chew, create orphans |
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Emcee species endangered like dolphins |
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Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon) |
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Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah) |
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Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him |
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Kweli -- spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee |
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The real emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be |
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One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D - my rhymes is eulogy |
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A flea could move a tree, before ya think ya movin me |
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I black and blue emcees - actin new to me, get smacked stupidly |
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They lack skills, like the black community lack unity (uh) |
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Still my rhymes hurt like Ali to Fraiz' |
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Step off the stage to shouts of "Kweli boomayyay!!" |
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See these four emcees came to get down |
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Rearrange the rap game, change ya whole sound |
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***** YOU, got ta, understand the plot ta |
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Movin and groovin and always improvin alot-ta |
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I'll outfox the, average Porsche Boxster talk |
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Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra (New York...) |
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Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly |
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Check the blast from Geneva, you can get slapped silly |
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Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
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We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
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Okay... my sound drenches, each of the five senses |
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And hold the shock value of electrified fences |
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It's truth or consequences, ride wit us or against us |
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Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess, dog? |
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I'm in it to win it and not for the wealth |
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Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf |
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Nan ***** competition, gotta battle myself |
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And me and Kweli on a mission, gettin Pharoahe for help |
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From natives walkin the Trail of Tears to players sippin Belvedere |
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We always comin well prepared, and all my dogs' smellin fear |
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PLUS, even my ****** from the Bay, they say you hella scared |
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Truth or consequences, and all senses be well-aware |
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Your style - under-developed there, hell if I care |
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What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare |
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***** you fugazi, sayin ya crew blazin |
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Like sayin Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin |
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Guerrilla Monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it |
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When I attack your city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it |
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Spit it like white trash in seed-spittin contests |
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With a vendetta that sent a betta letter bomb to Congress |
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I'm pissed - cumulus clouds of ominous |
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Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya calmness |
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Unless, you wanna be leg and armless |
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That's parapaleg' for those who believe in bomb threats |
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Guerrilla Monsoon rap - all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
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We come through and all the shorties like "who dat?" |
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Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" |
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***** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black |
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And ya crew, give me dap like true dat |
