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Yo, I'm one of the chosen few, could dispose of you |
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And anybody else who think they flowin' too |
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Here's your last chance, brothers besta show 'n' prove |
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Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute |
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Ain't no excuse, lot of niggaz thinkin' they cute |
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Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits |
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Ain't it the truth, lot of cats gay and it's proof |
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Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews |
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I'm bad news like obituary sections |
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The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous night |
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At an open mic or any type of venue |
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There ain't no tellin' where I'm goin' 'cause of what I've been through |
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As I begin to attract the attention of fans |
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Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand? |
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Can I expand, turn mics in my hands to grands? |
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If you really ask me, dog, I think I can |
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Yo, we liven it up for the world to understand it |
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We do it for the fans that's all across the planet |
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Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer |
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No question y'all take your chances |
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We liven it up for the world to understand it |
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We do it for the fans that's all across the planet |
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Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer |
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No question, y'all take your chances |
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Yo, uh, yo, crackin' for miles and 'Te's in full effect |
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He's laughin' and browsin' over these wanna be cats |
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Yappin' their mouths and spittin' all these 'rerun' ass rhymes |
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Like we on some 'what's happenin' now' shit |
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Go get the MP3's start extractin' the files |
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Mulatto-slave flow Te's back in the house |
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Just tryin' to see what y'all rappin' about, so quit |
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Practicin' now, ninth inning, he's battin' a thousand |
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Put a mic in my hand and I'ma damage a crowd, man |
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With technique and above-average style, man |
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My raps speak to all you savages now, man |
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The time is right here, so let's get it |
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I'll be glad to proofread your rhymes, if you want to step with us |
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Serve your whole team with a run-on, death sentence |
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You can't adopt this style 'cause I ain't tryin' to give it up |
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And ****in' with 'Te ain't in your best interest |
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We liven it up for the world to understand it |
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We do it for the fans that's all across the planet |
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Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer |
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No question, y'all take your chances |
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People in the U.S., just rock with us |
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Cats over seas, just rock with us |
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People worldwide, come on, rock with us |
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Come on, rock with us, just rock with us |
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Kenn Starr is back off a hiatus |
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Y'all been warned so back off us, why hate us? |
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Be actin' like they strapped and packin' gats when they not tough |
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They tough actin' like Tinactin' |
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Give me applause, I spit classic |
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Give me a broad with a thick accent |
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Skinny and tall or a big, fat chick |
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Plenty of y'all, sic into your dog |
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If she give me the drawers, I'm leavin' the chick back bent |
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The fact is, if you choose to propose |
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End up with a fatlip and a bruise on your nose |
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That's hot, give up now, my crew's in control |
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If not, get shut down like schools when it snows |
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Get got for your shoes and your coat |
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Bogard, I go hard like nipples on boobs when it's cold |
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And show y'all how simple the mood and the flow |
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Can determine whether you earnin' or losin' your doe |
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Make moves on the low |
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We liven it up for the world to understand it |
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We do it for the fans that's all across the planet |
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Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer |
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No question, y'all take your chances |
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People in the U.S., just rock with us |
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Cats overseas, just rock with us |
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People worldwide, come on rock with us |
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Come on rock with us, just rock with us |
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Just rock with us, just rock with us |
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Come on, rock with us, just rock with us |
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Just rock with us, just rock with us |
