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LB B'ness |
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Yeah, I go by the name of Khrysis (My nigga Khrysis on the beat) |
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One half of the Away Team |
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And right now, you in tuned to the biggest colored show on earth... |
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The Minstrel Show nigga |
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[Rapper Big Pooh] |
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I can't afford to not record |
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So I call my nig' Khrysis tell him hit the boards |
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Then I call Tay put the pedal to the floor |
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'Fore we do the shop gotta stop by the store |
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I'm on my knees gotta go to the Lord (Dear Father) |
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I pray to you these niggas gon' pay for it |
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All them times that I went ignored |
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So what it wasn't 20 but still I scored |
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My heart still scorned and my mind is focused |
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So this, serves as a warning to protest |
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Any verse disperse is sicker that the first and |
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'S no treatment for this disorder |
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Carolina's number one reporter |
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A nigga who's back with a vengeance better run for the border (run) |
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Or head for the hills or duck and seek cover |
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Who else gon' make it hot this summer, it's LB nigga... |
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[Hook] |
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They can't stop me, naw they can't stop me |
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They keep playing', keep sayin' I'm cocky |
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They keep tryin' but too tired to top me |
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Their best bet is to fall back and watch me |
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They can't stop me, dawg they can't stop me |
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They keep playing', keep sayin' I'm cocky |
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They keep tryin' but too tired to top me |
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Their best bet is to fall back and watch me |
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[Phonte] |
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Uhh, (whoo) ain't no need in gettin' teary eyed |
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Tay's the illest, point blank period |
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Plus I got niggas, in DC |
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That'll hit you for 3G's and a box of Yum's carry out |
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Outlook lookin' scary now |
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They was frontin' before but now they seein' that we serious |
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This ain't a peace talk, so muhfucka save your sweet (suite) talk |
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For reservations at the Marriott |
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They say birds of a feather often flock together |
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But me and Big Pooh rock together |
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And if not forever |
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I'mma reach to the sky, and keep flyin' high like we got propellers |
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'Goddamn, y'all boys doin' it', they stop to tell us |
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And if God propel us to the top, I won't go pop (pop) |
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No need to act a fool in public |
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'Cause when you, ego trip you just lose your luggage and well... |
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I ain't got no time top play with 'cha |
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I'm Phonte, international stage ripper done |
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Made friends and made figgas |
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While you stuck on the front porch |
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Mad, like you fixin' ta shave Mister (you fixin' to shave) |
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That's reality, so color me purple |
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My name in history, nigga that's what I work for |
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Better keep it moving like the laws of inertia |
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Before these Carolina boys come hurt 'cha |
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Better tell 'em bout it... |
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[Hook] |
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-And now The Minstrel Show is proud to present... Jazzy Jeff (Jeff Jeff Jeff...) |
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(Scratching) |
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-Khrysis on the board with--with the heat |
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-Fuck that, I got your head still bobbin and my verse to be rhymed |
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(Scratching) |
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-And to my man... Jaaaaaazzzzzzzy... Jeff (Jeff Jeff Jeff)... |
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-Rap--Rapper Pooh, Justus League |
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-All my real life niggas... |
