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(feat. Grand Puba) |
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[Hook:] |
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To the next spot on to the next spot on to the next on to the next [x4] |
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[Grand Puba Intro:] |
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Yeah. Sadatty X. Grand Puba baby. ? up in here. Huh |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Ay to my brother Big Dat show me what cha got |
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[Sadat X:] |
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Grand Puba Maxwell only time will tell |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Time to put it all down and spread it around |
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[Sadat X:] |
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Now that the weather's warm lets release the storm |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Ay my MC thesis leave MCs in pieces like Rieces |
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Controling chickens with telekinesis |
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[Sadat X:] |
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I shake the high school class way pass through the text book |
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Will be the next hook check the home row |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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I hit a flow that's oddly cause I be Godly |
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Grand Puba comin' with that garbage not hardly |
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[Sadat X:] |
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In the land of the wild we maintain our style |
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We play low, pickup the tab and go |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Hey we move swiftly like the second hand on a Rolex |
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And move in the curve when it's time to cash the big checks |
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[Sadat X:] |
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There's a million ways to live on this thing called a planet |
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I'm a live everyday I ain't takin' nothing for granted |
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As long as I can stand it or at least that's how I planned it |
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Live well, be on catch the sunshine |
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[Hook] |
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[Grand Puba talking:] |
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Huh Sadatty X. We keep it moving. Yeah, Grand Puba baby. What? |
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[Sadat X:] |
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From the island beaches to the high school teachers |
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Dancehalls and malls others graffitti on the wall |
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I'll be here till three till the old bell rings |
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Give me a minute to chill and I'll collect my things |
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The word around town is that I took the crown |
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Best in the world pound for pound |
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Been around this place and I will astound |
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So c'mon everybody let's all get down |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Ay I ain't mad at this game it's been good to me |
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I get Tommy free I get Nike free |
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I got 19 inch chromes on my 8 50 |
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I got three different cribs no tellin' where I be |
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See, I don't like to brag but I'm good at this rhyme thing |
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Gun sling no drug things no matter what they hygene |
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My level on conscious make some sound like nonsence |
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It me, Sadat puttin' it to ya live |
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[Hook] |
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[Grand Puba talking:] |
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Yeah lay up stay up. No dills new yills. All the way across the world and |
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We go like this. |
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[Sadat X:] |
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I make you party all night like when your mom work the night shift |
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And you had company, a female body |
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Now I ain't sayin' nothin' that ain't been said before |
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With my hands in the source as I'm make ya a big boss |
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I seen the kid floss for one long night |
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And get bail outta sight and can't handle it |
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But he fronted when the dinner was candle lit |
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Ain't no steaks for these frontin' fakes |
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[Grand Puba:] |
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Ay third verse final chapter |
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Mad three smoke I'm after |
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But there's still one main factor |
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Time to spread some love and laughter |
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I'm civilized so I have to deal with Actual Facts |
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No matter where yo at it's still considered black on black |
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Rather see you with a dime havin' a good time to my rhyme |
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Sadat's rhyme and everything'll be fine |
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[Hook] |
