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{*Intro imitating Dr. Dre and Ice Cube on "Express Yourself" by N.W.A.*} |
| [9th Wonder] |
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Ay Murs |
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[Murs] |
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Yeah man, what up though? |
| [9th Wonder] |
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Yo man we got these brothers out there |
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scared and fakin and perpetratin but they scared to kick reality |
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[Murs] |
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Well man, you been doin all this dope producin |
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Why don't you show these brothers what time it is? |
| [9th Wonder] |
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So what you want me to do? |
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[Murs] |
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I-I want you... |
| [9th Wonder] |
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I want you to get your line right, that's what I want you to do |
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[Murs] |
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I-I want you to ha... |
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I want you to m... |
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I forgot man |
| [9th Wonder] |
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See man, this is what I'm saying man |
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You can't never do NOTHING right when we do these records cuz! |
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[Murs] |
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Ay, you don't get enough of yelling at me man |
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Say brother, you gon' have to keep that down! |
| [9th Wonder] |
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Man look man, we gotta do this record man so, so, what you gon' cuz? |
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[Murs] |
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I'ma rap man! |
| [9th Wonder] |
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Rap about what?! |
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[Murs] |
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Oh God, Sweet Lord |
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{*Beat begins*} |
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[Murs talking] |
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Yeah, haha what up though? |
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It's Murs, 9th Wonder, Sweet Lord |
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Me amigos, my people, welcome y'all to the Hip Hop pizza party |
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The largest ice-cream social extravaganza in Hip Hop history |
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Hahahahaha... look |
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[Murs rapping] |
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Praise him name, two kids in the game |
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Came back a third time to serve y'all 'gain |
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And it's sweeter than sugarcane, rough as a bullet stain |
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Good music and balance is what we bring to the game |
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So amen, let the fun begin |
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And before it all ends, you say we done it again |
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It's me and him, we come with that blend |
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That Cali-lina sound make you run to a friend |
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Like "Say brother, you heard that Murs and 9th?" |
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The beats just bang and the verse is so tight |
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Ain't nothing like that been said on the mic |
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No drugs, no guns cause we just not the type |
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We get you ready for life, we get you ready for love |
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Cause it's all about moving, never holding a grudge |
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Forgive and forget, can't live with regret |
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Hoping God make a way before we run out of breath |
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Hit with all I got left, I'ma make it all right |
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Just spit that positive music and continue to fight |
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Bring the truth to the light, then the light to the dark |
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Until you sucker emcees meet us out in the park |
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We got that after school special that is guaranteed to test you |
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With morals to the story so you know we gonna bless you |
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You, you, and your girlfriend |
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Cause if this ain't a gem then the world don't spin |
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And if the world don't turn then the sun don't burn |
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Then the grass don't grow and the kids don't learn |
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So get smart, we got ninety-nine songs |
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But if we put 'em all on, I be rhyming too long |
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I hear you talking, I hear you fools |
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Cause we left Cool Edit and switched to Pro Tools |
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9th chopping breaks, me breaking rules |
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So daimn fresh, people say that it's cool |
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They say it's too short, they don't want it to end |
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But it wouldn't be perfect if it wasn't a ten |
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And friends, it's been a pleasure thus far |
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Murs and 9th Wonder and the third one's a charm |
