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Questions - Organized Konfusion |
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, Pharoahe |
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Right, right |
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Brother, why don't you explain |
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How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap game? |
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Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who they followin'? |
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(Uhh) |
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The niggaz with skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'? |
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Them niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin' |
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Niggaz with skills always and forever keeps a followin' |
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Swallowin' pride |
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Never we be imperialistic |
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Who rips shit without bein' materialistic |
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Statistics show |
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Ask miss, she know |
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Just 'cause the niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
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Right |
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Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
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What? Nigga, you can consider it the bomb if I spit on it, get on it |
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Ride for a little bit, feel how your inner get |
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From internet, intellect, vibes that I'm sendin' it |
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Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you'll remember it |
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Legitimate, imminent, crash course for illiterate |
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From August to September, Prince is heavenly given it |
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From center split, train of thoughts that's mad booty |
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'Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean everything's |
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Groovy when you hear it, the world's gonna feel it before I say it |
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Now some pop some shit, but the labels get the big G's from sales |
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(Whoo) |
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Nobody sayin' shit it just smells |
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Here's some Southside Saturday love like Shamelle's |
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My syndicate is tight, quite right for these times |
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Contradictin' all the hype, the berry-more-black shines |
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All mine, fine wines to dine rhymes |
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For forty projects, keepin' it naughty like Treach |
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Ahh, yo, Prince |
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Yes, sir |
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My brother, why don't you explain |
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How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap game? |
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Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who they followin'? |
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(Right) |
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The niggaz with skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'? |
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Them niggaz that be hollerin' be substitute, modelin' |
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The niggaz with the skills forever keeps a followin' |
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Swallowin' pride |
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Never we be imperialistic |
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Who rips shit without bein' materialistic |
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Statistics show |
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Ask Duke, he knows |
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'Cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
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Hah |
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'Cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
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Please, man, I done burned some of the most fattest MC's |
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Like chromium percolinate, it's not even tangible for them |
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To understand the holy weight, it takes soul to make a crowd animated |
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Prince stated, hey, wait 'til we get off that label |
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And I waited twelve months for the perfect opportunity |
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(Twelve months) |
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To thump, bump somethin' loved by my community |
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(Thump, bump, c'mon) |
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I'm movin' on all you punk, Bambino bastards |
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Your style's depleted like muscles without amino acids |
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I blast kids with mass times matter |
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Forever clingin' to endeavors defined, clever words |
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Thus waiting never, frustrating verbs to rip |
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My rap ratings eradicate |
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(Eradicate shit) |
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For me to take rhythms and mate 'em with rhymes in mating season |
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Creating shit never before made it |
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I'm makin' hybrids, created potent enough to open eyelids |
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And leave pupils dilated, stress is alleviated |
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Now it's easier plus economically feasible |
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For me to leave rap listeners queasy and inebriated |
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We made it, we came, dedicated, we rated supreme |
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Even with or without the cream |
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Yo, yo, Pharoahe |
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Yes, sit |
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Brother, why don't you explain |
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How did hip-hop get caught up in this ill rap game? |
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Nah, I got a question, in hip-hop who they followin'? |
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(Uhh) |
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The niggaz with skills or them niggaz who be hollerin'? |
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The niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin' |
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Niggaz with skills always and forever keeps a followin' |
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Swallowin' pride |
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Never we be imperialistic |
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Who rips shit without bein' materialistic |
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Statistics show |
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Ask miss, she know |
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Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
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That's right |
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Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that flow |
