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And ya don't stop! (3X) |
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"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon |
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And ya don't stop! |
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"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon |
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And ya don't stop! |
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[El Da Sensai] |
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Yo, pitchin the mission itchin for niggas to mention |
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These rhymes don't catch attention incidental composition |
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But alas I kick that, pro rap, boogie for the rookies |
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Who can't adapt fully, basically that shit be bull, see |
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[Lord Jamar] |
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Ya see this track be pullin me like gravitation |
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Collaboration with the Artifacts, bustin on this Lord Finesse creation |
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Causin heart attacks and palpatations |
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Amalgamation like steel, we calibratin mics to keep it real |
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[Tame One] |
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I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, sess my interest |
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Is invested in, testin men like lab specimens |
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My daily regiment of elemental babble |
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Keeps MC's rattled, I'm breakin my words up like Scrabble |
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[Lord Finesse] |
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Not the type to try to ever diss, lyrically, clearly, the cleverest |
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Don't front, we blow your spot like the terrorist |
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We do our thing and stand strong like Mt. Everest |
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The 'Facts, Lord Jamar, Finesse bringin terror kids |
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"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon |
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"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe |
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And ya don't stop! |
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(repeat all 4X) |
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[Tame One] |
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The new procedure is to keep a straight face like Mona Lisa |
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When we beat you with the speech |
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We break down and decipher the rap codes in any zip code |
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Now watch us flip the mode like our shit went gold |
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Bar playin stars get scarred and left salty |
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By the terror with more L's than Laverne loose in Milwaukee |
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Good Son like Macaulay Caulkin, stalkin and walkin |
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I express best when smokin sess with a good Walkman |
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[Lord Jamar] |
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I'm breakin rappers into pieces, the Black Jesus |
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Attack your system like diseases lyrics for the ninety-six releases |
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Find me in the mix, where the trees is |
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Puffin L's in threes, tryin to make G's kid |
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Studyin degrees, livin lovely with my universal family |
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Rollin in the MPV, makin beats on the MPC |
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Understand and add, triple cipher |
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Niggas be crippled without some weed and a lighter |
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"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon |
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"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe |
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And ya don't stop! |
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(repeat 2X) |
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[Lord Finesse] |
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Uhh, check it |
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It's the grand hitter, that's stands bigger in your transistor |
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That's historical like your late great ancestor |
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Ain't no hurtin me, certainly, personally |
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This verse'll be, the hottest shit out since Mercury |
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Check it, I deserve respect child because I project styles |
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More mysterious than the X Files |
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I can build and expand on it |
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Some got 'Five on It', fuck it, I got a hundred grand on it |
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[El Da Sensai] |
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Really y'all niggas feel me when we step on the spot |
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Lyrics on cock, stroke and pop, open crews that's hopin |
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That the punishment ceases MC with masterpieces |
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Out to burn so learn, and check this fat thesis |
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X's and O's diagrams shit to flow |
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Cram expertise the bro, nigga from the East so |
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As we start to shine, brothers get the dick |
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Lyrical spit for crews who can't fuck with it |
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"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E. Sermon |
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"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe |
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And ya don't stop! |
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(repeat 4X) |
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*scratching of above to fade* |