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You better get you something a little... (a little...) |
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You better get you something a little... (a little...) |
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Fresh |
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Hot (hot) |
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Nice (nice) |
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Ill (ill) |
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Funky (funky) |
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Futuristic like... PROMOE! |
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Set it off! |
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Now this is just a likkle supm supm |
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To let you know I got supm comin' |
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And let you know I'm still up and runnin' |
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And let you know that the fire still burning |
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Just a likkle supm supm |
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For all my ruff riders to bump this summer |
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All my graff writers who bomb till sun up |
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And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up |
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Ram up... |
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[Promoe:] |
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Dancehall, roll call, stand tall, don't fall |
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Party people get duttier than Sean Paul |
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Back that ass up - fuck that, mash up |
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For all my people that never pull their pants up |
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Get your shirts off, I'm a kick a verse off |
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Something out of this world that you ain't never heard so |
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Organize and harmonize |
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All my people rise so that we can live nice |
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[Chorus:] |
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And get just a likkle supm supm |
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We need a little food and a lots of lovin' |
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We need a little roof and some pots and oven |
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We need to tell the truth cus the future's comin' |
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[Promoe:] |
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Right around the bend I count 9 times out of 10 |
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With the right amount of strength pure righteousness will win this |
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Stumblin' problem - struggle in Babylon - government's carry on |
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Crumblin' happenin' front of our eyes like |
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[RIGHT ABOUT NOW], Bombs over Bagdad |
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The White House wipe out, this is what the fight's 'bout: |
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U.S. - no oil - tjicka tjicka - Lights out |
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People act blind run around with their eyes out |
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Heads off - screws loose, let's off deuce deuce |
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Shotgun blast body swell up like cous cous |
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Love me good hotties from Bollywood |
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Incredible honeys in edible undies, but is he good? |
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Easy pops, the ZZ Top of hip hop |
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Has returned with another hit hot |
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Till death makin' ladies pull a little closer |
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Just like they supposed to |
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[Chorus:] |
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Baby give me just a likkle supm supm |
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You know we got so many little things in common |
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You know I love it how you always keep me comin' |
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Back for more of the sweetest lovin' |
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[Promoe:] |
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When there's a war going on outside no man is safe from |
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We can run but we can't hide forever from |
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George Bush & Tony Blair, IMF, the world bank who's only care |
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Is to hold this here gold in their |
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Greedy little hands, somebody tell me why won't they share |
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& give us just a likkle supm supm |
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We need some new leaders cus these ones be frontin' |
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They got hidden agendas ulterior motives |
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They be spittin' the venom & gettin' the voters |
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They got devils within' em that's givin' the orders |
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We need a new beginning and a new world disorder! |
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[Chorus:] |
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Now this is just a likkle supm supm |
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To let you know I got supm comin' |
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And let you know I'm still up and runnin' |
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And let you know that the fire still burning |
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Just a likkle supm supm |
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For all my ruff riders to bump this summer |
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All my graff writers who bomb till sun up |
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And all my ladies let me see you push your hand up |
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Stand up... |
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Get up, stand up |
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Stand up for your rights |
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Get up, stand up |
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Don't give up the fight (no, no) |
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Get up, stand up |
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Can't give up the fight no |
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Got to keep on fightin' |
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C'mon! |
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[Chorus] |
