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I don't care who's first and who last |
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But I know that y'all just better |
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Rock this at the drop of a dime baby |
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I don't know what y'all gon' do with this, but it got to be funky |
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It got to be funky if you're gonna be on it |
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I don't care who start |
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I don't care what y'all do |
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But you got to be finished |
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Before the music is through |
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Listen closely, so your attention's undivided |
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Many in the past have tried to do what I did |
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Just the way I came off then, I'm gonna come off |
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Stronger and longer, even with the drum off |
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I keep on goin' and flowin' just like a river |
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I got a whole lot to give so I'm-a give a |
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Little at a time, new trails are blazin' |
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Action is in effect, and always stays in |
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Yeah, just like a shot from a cannon |
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I am the man in charge and I've been plannin' |
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A jam strong enough that it can lift your soul |
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I'm the originator, and my rhymes are made of gold |
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Once you hear the capital "A" rap, it'll stay |
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With you for awhile, it won't go away |
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Unless you force it, because it stays with you, my friend |
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And if you toss it away, I'm-a hit ya again |
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I project my voice so it's right in the crowd |
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There's a sign at the door: no bitin' allowed |
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And if you didn't read it I suggest you do so |
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Or you'll be stranded, just like Crusoe |
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Sleep if ya wanna, go 'head, get some shut-eye |
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A man broke his jaw tryin' to say what I |
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Say on the microphone, you shoulda left it alone |
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Just for the record, let it be known |
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That my ego's only partially grown |
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And never will I ever condone biting in any form, yo I'm only warm |
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That verse was the calm, now here's the storm |
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Next up (Yo, I believe that's me) |
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Craig G, light up the mic for the Symphony |
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This jam is dedicated to all un-optimistics |
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That thought I wasn't coming out with some exquisite rhymes |
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But that's alright, cuz now I'm back |
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To kill all the rumors and straighten the facts of me |
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Not rockin' rhymes like I always used to |
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But you jumped on the tip when you heard me and the Juice Crew |
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You said, "Mmm mmm mmm, ain't that somethin? |
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Yo Craig, I heard you in that jam, and it's pumpin'! |
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I apologize. Oh yeah, and uh, can I have your autograph for me and my grandma?" |
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That's how I'm livin': on surprise mode |
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Don't even sleep, try not to keep your eyes closed |
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Cuz if you do, when you awaken, your so-called spot will be taken |
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I'll take you over like a greedy executive, cuz on the mic my prospective is |
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To be the best in all rap events, and since I have a call, I call experience |
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Next up...(Yo, I believe that's me) |
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Kool G Rap, light up the mic for the Symphony |
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Yo, Marley gives the slice, I get nice |
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And my voice is twice as horrifying as Vincent Price |
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Goes deep, till you fell in a spell of a sleep |
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And while I'm countin' the money, you count sheep |
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When G Rap strikes the mic, I recite the type of hype that you like |
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That make the people unite |
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I grip up hips and zip up lips, step on reps, you flip and wanna sip on my tip |
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Take a deep breath, because you don't have another left |
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Comin' back like I'm avengin' my brother's death |
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Makin' veterans run for medicine |
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Cuz I put out more lights in a fight than Con Edison |
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Rip the damn cage like I'm on a rampage |
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So if you want rage, I'mma make front page |
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Read the headlines, suckers, todays the deadline |
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Your head is way past bedtime |
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Can't kill though. Solo. Cuz you're still all...soft like a pillow |
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My rap is rougher than Brillo |
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So fear me, don't dare dare me |
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And don't compare me to him when you hear me |
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Talk about a battle but you ain't yet ready for war |
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Your metaphor sucks more than a whore |
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You can't replace me, ice me or ace me |
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Bass me, face me, slice me or race me |
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Bite me or taste me -- I'll show you that I got force |
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My rap burns your mouth like hot sauce |
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Run for water while I break your tape recorder |
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Serve the sucker: the order is manslaughter |
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Another rapper, G Rap wrecks |
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He's rated X, that means the boy is sex. Next |
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The amplifier gets used and abused |
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Pumps so loud, we might blow a fuse |
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This is anger, madness, ready to hang a rapper or singer |
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I'm puttin' up my middle finger |
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Next up... (I believe that's me) |
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Big Daddy Kane, get on the mic for the Symphony |
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Settin' it off, lettin' it off, beginnin' |
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Rough to the endin', you never been in |
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To move the groove with the smooth rap lord; |
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Like a bottle of juice, rhymes are being poured |
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Down your ear, crisp and clear |
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As I prepare to wear, tear and smear -- then I'm outta here |
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With a mark left that you can all cling |
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Cause rockin' a party? Yo, it's a small thing |
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I rip many places on regular basis, and broken down mics were the only traces |
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That I'd been there and there at the party |
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The mic had my prints, and on it was a body |
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So take caution. I'm not horsin' around in a throwdown, clown |
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I'm takin' yours son |
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So just acknowledge the way that I kicked it |
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Cause if rap was a house, you'd be evicted |
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And dismissed from the microphone, chokin' on a bone, cause Daddy's home |
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And battlin' me is hazardous to your health |
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So put a quarter in your arse, cause ya played yourself |
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Like a game in the arcade. You need a far aid |
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I'm walkin' the path that Allah made |
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I'll attend and then begin to send a speech to reach and teach |
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So just say when |
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So I can let lyrics blast like a bullet |
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My mouth is the gun; on suckers I pull it |
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The trigger, ya figure, my pockets gettin' bigger |
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Cause when it comes to money, yo, Grant's my nigga! |
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You've got the groove, emcees, freeze, stand still, nobody move |
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It's a sabotage, as I take charge. Don't barge, cause goddamn, I'm livin' large |
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Like a giant. You're nothin' but a midget, a small digit |
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You ain't hit it, forget it, quit it |
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I reign superior, always takin' care o'ya |
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No-frill rappers, you will evaporate, disintegrate, deflate to your fate |
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As the great will dominate straight to the state |
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Of reignin', gainin'. So put Kane in, that category |
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Period. End of story |
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