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{*scratched: "So you're a philosopher?" "Yes!"*} |
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[Apathy] |
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It's like, basically growin up on the East |
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Some of you know what I'm talkin about |
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I grew up where the, summers are hotter than Lucifer's kitchen |
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Plus nuclear fission, you do the addition |
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Where the, winters are colder than the polar region |
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So the changin season got our brains uneven |
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The cause of our accents, the place we represent |
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We don't pronounce R's like a speech impediment |
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Our influence on hip-hop's beats is evident |
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The first to rock raps on "Impeach the President" |
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The East, MUCH LOVE to my West coast homies |
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But I dedicate this song to the place that's home to me |
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Where Latin Kings used to rock black and gold rosary |
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Always back and forth to the city cause it was close to me |
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Never heard around from, shit I ain't sweatin it |
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Apathy, hands down, king of Connecticut |
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Ah-yup, and all my tri-state neighbors |
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Cause when the East is in the house "Oh my God," danger |
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[DJ scratches: repeat 2X] |
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"Now I'm gonna show you how the East coast rocks" - KRS |
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"Let me show these cats what rockin the mic's about" - Esoteric |
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"Now I'm gonna show you how the East coast rocks" - KRS |
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"I represent the East baby that's where I'm from" |
