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Check my style out |
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Life situations are the one I speak about |
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It seems cats now-a-days we gettin' introduced to courage |
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Don't get discouraged 'cause my words will threw her like flourish |
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We got the bounty |
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We from the queen's county |
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Overlookin' things like a rushmore mounty |
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And got no other choice except to get a little love |
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We rise above |
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We be fittin' like a glove |
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Thr pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy |
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We have no other boy but to bring the b-boy |
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There's nothin' on this erb that can end still fear |
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The locomive, puttin' my thing in gear |
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I only have the fear of guard and that's aqua |
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You need binaca |
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Your trap is blazing like blanca |
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I got the lethal you couldn't put a match to it |
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Let me know yo we could do it like stu it |
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Mind over matter action is needed |
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When the big one not to be super seeded |
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Responsibility is somethin' I can't deny |
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The illegallies is narcist reply |
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Most cats scrambled to do 'cause they want to |
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But on the kick rising in the past on in prompt to |
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My lily's hot like two links in the skillet |
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A room filled with speakers one stage, watch me kill it |
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Now we should resort from the cradle to the grave |
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Round and opposition twisted like super dave |
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You be looking, bub, just like uncle jesse |
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Don't make the scene messy |
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'cause it'll jump that's word aunt betsy |
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Profound sentences to pure lyric dems |
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Some of my friends be like a people with stems |
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Folks be on the chase for this cheddar |
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Thinkin' it makes your life better |
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But it can make you ass out |
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And when I'm at a show chicks never pass out |
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We got the noise to make the whole mash out |
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A tribe called quest make the party go down |
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Plus we make posite divots to fill up all your crowns |
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Lyrics come to cats like a hot and cold flash |
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So can come with ease if four and a smash |
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Held the fort down like the justice league all the super friends |
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But in the world turn more spins |
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Brothers walk the street with the ill pace face |
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City life breeze contempt for each race |
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All pages due to a law and I should say it |
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It' the abstract, motor, vader, making things, making things better |
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Puttin' things in perspective to rock and roll |
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'cause you know this kid is got wild soul |
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Of every kind of drama |
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Like stars out pirhanna |
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Cold like ice jazzed hot like a sauna |
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It's the has verse the the half guess who's arrived in the hood |
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Exposing all wrongs it's all good |
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Yo word up, hip-hop is live like a wire |
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Let's get a little bit before the whole joint expire |
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I got to stress it again |
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You see it's for my ken |
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And all my babies |
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Children of the world, no maybe's |
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To you we got to move through |
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And push through |
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Because we got to make it happen keep the true blue |
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It's like that |
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So much confusion goin' on |
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So much confusion goin' on |
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Inside all mine |
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Inside all mine |
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So much confusion goin' on |
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Uh, uh, uh, uh |
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But everything will be fine |
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So much confusion goin' on |
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So much confusion goin' on |
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Gotta make it alright |
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Gotta make it alright |
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Gotta elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
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Elevate your mind |
