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Yeah |
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A chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doomThat's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it againI like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move |
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It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do |
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Got me feelin' joy, turn my gray sky blue |
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And when you hear a cut, baby doll, I know youWill feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some |
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Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb |
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And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin' |
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People break they neck from this demonstration |
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We about mass appeal, no segregation |
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Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'"That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again"Let your body collide to the rhythm provided |
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By the mind state affairs classified |
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And make your heat up and flare, I swear |
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A serenade, a soul and so bewareAnd what's happenin' here, seek one to help you |
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Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind |
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Maybe in time you can stop this crime |
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But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'"That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again"It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam |
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It's got groove, it's got feelin' |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam |
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It's got groove, it's got meanin' |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomGot the state's appeal with the joint's that real |
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I don't need no steel to make my point |
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Get down and dirty 'cause that's my joint |
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Ha! We preferably make all pointsThrough a nation we build off the musical field |
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Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel |
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Any time or place, on stage in ya face |
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Over tea in Earth and outer spaceBecause we rock that shit, we flip that shit |
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Some east coast, west coast cosmic shit |
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Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit |
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Some overseas, London, out of town shitRockin' the joint, rockin' the jams |
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Turn that shit up, play it again 'cause |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it again |
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That's the joint, that's the jam |
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Turn that shit up, play it againIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam |
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It's got groove, it's got feelin' |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam |
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It's got groove, it's got meanin' |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomDoom doom doom |
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Doom doom doom |
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That's the jam |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomThat's the jam |
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That's the jam |
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That's the jam |
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A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom |
