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{*inhaling and coughing*} |
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(Premier) Yo, you alright man? .. You zonin? |
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{*scratched: "I.. I speak that.."*} |
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(Premier) what's the deal? |
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{*scratched: "I speak that re-real shit, just listen"*} |
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(Verse One: Guru) |
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Yo I pop your lid, I got to live |
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I ain't tall but I can show y'all what a problem is |
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I like to zone, I'm nice with chrome |
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I keep a vast stash of Magnums cause I like to bone |
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I play the game, I stay the same |
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But I can switch styles, pick files, I'm like gravy train |
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Shot the witness, got the bitches |
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Still in the streets with my heat about to shock the business |
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I handle biz, I cancel kids |
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Just like Allen I'ma show 'em what "The Answer" is |
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I'm after props, I spaz a lot |
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And yo I'm deadin all the bullshit 'til my casket drops |
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You know me boy, you owe me boy |
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You wanna end up in my trunk dyin slowly boy? |
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I'm confident, I'm on some shit |
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Cause I been knowin already you was on the dick |
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I'm zonin |
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(Chorus: DJ Premier scratching - repeat 2X) |
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"Down with the Foundation" |
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"Step into my zone, mad rhymes'll stifle ya" -> Guru |
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"No time for games cause I'm, all grown up" -> DMX |
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"I speak that re-real shit, just listen" |
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(Verse Two: Guru) |
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It's conspiracy, you hearin me? That's why I get love |
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And still got others fearin me |
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You never know, who's next to blow |
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And since it's me, I'ma stash me some extra dough |
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Got extra flow, chicks give me sex and dough |
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Need I, mention P.I. player let me know |
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I'm down with dis, I founded this |
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So you should recognize the true authentic sound of this |
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The golden voice, holdin toys |
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But not playin, Guru and Preem', we like the golden boys |
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The chain and star, I'm angry pah |
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Cause you fucks ain't wanna give us what we aimin for |
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You stupid son, I shoot my gun |
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From the heart fool, you know that's where this music from |
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Protect your dome, respect the throne |
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This is Guru and Premier, and you can bet it's on |
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I'm zonin |
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(Chorus) |