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Yeah, peace to MC Breed |
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Def Squad, 2002, uh |
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Aiyyo this sound hard, somethin funky people gon' dance to |
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Give the record a second, and a chance to |
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Hittin people like a scene of amazement |
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Floored by Erick Sermon arrangement |
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Frontin I can never do (uh-huh) |
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So now I'm lookin dead at you, so what you gonna do? |
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You checkin out the sounds of a scholar |
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You say, "Hi E - tell 'em HOLLA, HOLLA!" |
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I'm the E Double, and I proclaim my name |
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Straight up big game, peep all gangs |
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I'm like a rhino, stomp through the roughest pack |
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They figure I'm a trigga happy nigga so they step back |
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E, the microphonest |
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Who last the longest and who the strongest? |
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It's not a game, it's plain to see (ha) |
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Check out the sounds of E, and the Squad of D |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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I never got caught with a kilo |
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If you ever do, it would never be with me yo |
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I ain't the one to be servin up a ki' yo |
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I sell work, but it's more like sellin beats yo |
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Yo - I never have to worry about me gettin jumped |
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If I ever do, R-E-D, pop the trunk |
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Me and my crew, got somethin for all y'all (uhh) |
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When I'm on the mic, don't play at all |
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I clock mad G's a week, boomin at my peak |
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Everytime the E's asked to program a beat |
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I put it down like this for everybody |
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Then throw a Def Squad cool out party |
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Takin over, barkin like a doggie named Rover |
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(Woof!) I'm pickin suckers like a four-leaf clover |
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They bitin lyrics on the mic cause they cobras |
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Are they sayin E.D.'s? Cause ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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Yo, I'm the E, D-O-U-B-L-to the E and |
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Down with my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and |
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Niggaz talk shit cause we still be disagreein |
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I don't give a **** cause I'm from N.Y.C |
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In the city, where pretty ones low |
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If you ever shoot through my city NOW YOU KNOW |
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We get biz, and we got pride |
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If you don't feel this, then nigga break wide |
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Cats be lookin, for the M-O-N-E-Y |
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Livin illegal, is the way, so they die |
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Cause I ain't got time, to see if things work out |
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Things get hard I'm robbin no doubt |
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That be the way, E.D. can not be different |
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Never change the ways of the world of the government |
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If I was the President, I'd stay fat |
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Leave it up to me, I'd paint the White House black |
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Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not from rollin |
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If I was a fiend then my gold would be stolen |
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Put my name E, on everything I own |
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My Excursion truck, outlined in chrome |
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Shined up good, ride through your neighborhood |
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StarTec phone, fat rims, and the Kenwood |
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Music kicked around and, can I have a drop? |
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Just because I'm ridin people think I'm sellin rocks |
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Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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Yo, I'm cool to the rules of the world |
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Livin life raw, cause I never liked the law |
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Wear top ten on my ass my own jeans |
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Sell the game, tit for tat to the fiends |
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Make much dough but never break a sweat |
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Time to move out? My niggaz sayin BET |
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You got my back and I got yours |
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What time is it? Tear down the doors |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Ain't no future in yo' frontin |
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"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" |
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Uhh, yo, combustible, uhh |
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Uhh, yeah, huh, Def Squad |
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Huh, PPP yeah uhh |
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Funky Noble y'all, huh uh, Phillie addict uh |
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Keith Murray word up uh-huh |
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Uh-huh, yeah, Daytona y'all |
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Uhh, uhh, Khari uh-uh |
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Sy Scott, uh, what? How we do what? |
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Uh, all day baby |
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Def Squad, uh, uh peace to MC Breed |
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Uh-huh, yo, uh-huh, yeah yeah |
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Check it out y'all, uh |
