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Party people! Your dreams have now been furfilled |
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Get out your seats and let's get ill |
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We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! |
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[Aceyalone] |
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well it's time for Underground flavor |
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Hip-Hop make you change your behavier |
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Now for your rock and roll heads or your ravers |
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You don't know now but you going find out! |
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we be rocking this? and kicks |
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Freestyle Fellowship in the mix |
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Afterlife Massmen in the mix |
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You don't know now but you going find out! |
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I don't think that I'm gonna sleep tonight |
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My name is Aceyalone keep it tight |
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Them other fools just can't freak the mic man |
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You don't know now but you going find out! |
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Who got, who got, who got, who got |
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Underground around the world smoking out? |
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Who got the mic to serve you bumbaklots? |
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You don't know now but you going find out! |
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[Aceyalone-Chorus] |
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Party people! Your dreams have now been furfilled |
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Get out your seats and let's get ill |
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We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! |
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[Riddlore] |
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One for the money, two for all the rest mine crew from the West |
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Through with all the mess yes you're rocking with best beyond a doubt |
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[Aceyalone: You don't know now but you going find out!] |
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We get you up for the ressurection |
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That afterlife Project Blow connection |
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I'm rhyming to get rid of your imperfections |
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[Aceyalone: You don't know now but you going find out!] |
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The who, what, where, when and why |
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Legendary style that we spit on the mic |
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Whether, memorize or the improvise |
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[Aceyalone: You don't know now but you going find out!] |
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Blow the? doors see you? doors been opening the doors so we pack the floors |
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You were looking for a battle but you fell into a WAR! |
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[Aceyalone: You don't know now but you going find out!] |
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[Aceyalone-Chorus] |
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Party people! Your dreams have now been furfilled |
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Get out your seats and let's get ill |
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We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! |
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[Aceyalone] |
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One for the money, two for the show |
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Three four five six and seven for the flow |
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Eight nine ten eleven, add a couple mo |
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I got one double O one ways I could go, so |
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Have a seat, relax your feet |
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Roll out the stair walkmen rock this beat |
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If you ain't got this then you incomplete |
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Go feel this heat on your neighborhood street |
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Try to make end's meet, greet and get aquainted |
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This is alot different from the picture that they painted |
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I try to explain it, the best way that I can |
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Today's all I got, yesterday is? |
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I'm a grown ass man who gots to survive |
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Hold out your hand and all they do is slap you a five |
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We shuttin down the microphone as soon we arrive |
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Use my powers to the guns and knives |
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[Aceyalone-Chorus] |
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Party people! Your dreams have now been furfilled |
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Get out your seats and let's get ill |
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We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! |
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[Riddlore] |
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Hang you around and the ground cause to bound to the sound |
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Of the tomb of the boom we consumed by the pound |
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Of the bass-drum bass some, take some take some |
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? We would be rhymin for time combining? |
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The mind of a villian we chilling and reclining |
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With the mic in my hand swinging to a beat |
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Bobbin my head with dropping what said |
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Hot like a potato, or in Aesop's Fable |
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Lable this the real typical receipt of? |
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From a sucker loose slips, who sliped? |
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Or give up the mic a beat that is tight |
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Or rather ignite as I put you in gear to take flight |
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Like a terydocatle, a sparrow or an astronaut |
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A eagle or seagle or a rock from a slingshot |
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The error of bullet from a the barrel of a four-four |
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Image mixed with the whistles of? like it was World War III |
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The mic and me are deadly combo rumble rumble crumble |
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So you could stumble down like the Wall's Of Jericho |
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When the solo's blown into the microphone |
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[Aceyalone-Chorus] |
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Party people! Your dreams have now been furfilled |
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Get out your seats and let's get ill |
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We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! |
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[Aceyalone] |
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.You don't know now but you going find out! |
