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1-2 1-2 keep it on |
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Listen to the shit because we kick it until dawn |
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Listen to the abstract got it going on |
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Listen to the ladies come on and let me spawn |
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All your eggs then you go up the river |
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Listen to the abstract that freaky nigger |
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I'm Ad Rock and I shock and I tick and I tock |
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And I can't stop with the body rock |
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See I've got heart like John Starks |
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Hitting mad sparks |
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Pass me the mic and I'll be rocking the whole park |
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I'm the M to the C to the A and it's a must |
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The rhymes that we bust on the topic of lust |
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And my Moms is not butt, but fuck it |
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Let me get down to the rhythm |
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Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my jism |
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Like John Holmes, the X-rated nigger |
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Listen to the shit 'cause I am the ill figure |
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Nobody's getting any bigger than this |
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*Get it together* |
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*Get it together* |
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Phone is ringing Oh my God |
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*Get it together* |
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*See what's happening* |
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Ad Rock down with the Ione |
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Listen to the shit because both of them is bony |
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Got to do it like this like Chachi And Joanie |
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Because she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni |
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So why all the fight and why all the fuss |
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Because hey *I ain't got no dust* |
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Yeah, you know I'm getting silly |
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I've got a grandma Hazel and a grandma Tilly |
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Grand Royal prez and I'm also a member |
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Born on the cusp in the month of November |
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I do the Patty Duke in case you don't remember |
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Well, I freak a funky beat like the shit was in a blender |
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Well, I'm long gone word is born |
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Don't need a mother fucking fool telling me right from wrong |
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I don't think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard |
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But I shall drive the lane like I was Evan Bernhard |
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And I'm working on my game because life is taxing |
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Got to get it together and see what's happening |
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*Get it together* |
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*Get it together* |
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*Get it together* |
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*See what's happening* |
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I go one two like my name was Biz Mark |
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But I had to do the shit just let me embark |
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On the lyric and the noun and the verb |
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Let's kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb |
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Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare |
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Tho Moog with the funk for your derriere |
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While we're on that topic, yes I like to mention |
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When it comes to boning I'm representing |
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Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the phone and |
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My brain is roaming and I don't know where it's going |
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Talking lots of shit a little tweaking on the weekend |
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I've got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking |
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Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a Scorpio |
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And when I get my flow I'm Dr. on the go |
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So Q-Tip, what you on the mic for |
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Because I had to talk about the times that I rhyme |
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And when MCs come in my face, I'm like mace |
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Because I back them off with the quills |
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'Cause I tell you, nigger 'cause I'll keep you under frills |
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Resting on nine one one Sixteenth Ave off the Farmers Boulevard |
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I'm from Manhattan M.C.A.'s from Brooklyn |
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Yea, M.C.A., your shit be cooking |
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Praying mantis on the court and I can't be beat |
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So, yo Tip, what's up with the boots on your feet? |
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I've got the timbals on my toes and this is how it goes |
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Oh, one two oh my God |
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One two, oh my God I've got some shit |
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I've got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit |
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Never ever ever smoking crack, crack |
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Never ever ever fucking wack |
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I eat the fuckin' pineapple Now & Later |
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Listen to me now, don't listen to me later |
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Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real |
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But, yo technically I'm as hard as steel |
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Gonna get it together, watch it |
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Gonna get it together Ma Bell |
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I'm like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications |
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Like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications (Who's that?) |
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Ma Bell (Word 'em up word word 'em up) |
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Ma Bell... |
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Keep it on and on |
