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You and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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(June Lover)Make a move, niggas |
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I'm comin' through blastin', who's reactin'? |
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I would like to know, where's the action? |
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Can I get a piece? If so, point me out |
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To your livest MC, without a doubt |
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Hey, I gets down for mine, haven't you heard? |
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Breakin' niggas off somethin' real proper, word |
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You can't see me, and as I appeared on the TV |
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Representin' Stapleton's clique known as GP |
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I'm bad news, rippin' clowns in twos |
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Take a minute to adjust, pump the Reebok shoes |
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And I'm Swayze, leavin' niggas misty and hazy |
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Fuckin' like a mad Russian from here to Haiti |
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Ladies, I keeps 'em locked down like Rikers |
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Game uptight like a boricua in some bikers |
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Shorts, I take none, that's word to my mother |
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Reputations, really makes people wonder |
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Can I take 'em, shake' em, one time |
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But I won't lose composure, freeze when I froze ya |
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Thirty-two below just-ice sacrifice |
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To the Gods of rap, true indeed in fact |
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You couldn't handle, acrid pain of insane |
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Thoughts of seven-and-a-half ounces of brain |
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Wisdom gained nuff respect due to the righteous |
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Who be building in the ciphers |
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Clap your motherfuckin' hands |
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You and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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(Sadat X)I got the soul of James |
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With the flames on the horn |
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I'm at Carnegie Hall, with a fist full of dollars |
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The happy man sings while the caged bird hollers |
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From, lyrics to verbs, guerrilla tactics like the Serbs |
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The kid wanna be at the bar with the big boys |
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I'll serve that ass a glass, this should be a blast |
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I rhyme real fast, but I can still reach the mass |
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Oh, you got some hash with that lime green grass? |
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Put it in the air, in war, everything is fair |
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And violent off the hoarse, you don't file for divorce |
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On the grounds that I left a pound around in your crown |
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Now Rule rep, but also Boogie Down |
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I be the man on the stage like the man on the wax |
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The blue collar MC with the blue collar job |
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Walk around on the streets with my blue collar mob |
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Train wrecks couldn't cause more damage than a runaway X |
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Two-one-five line is up in your behind |
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I rock from one-oh-six, all the way to one-ten |
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Black, Puerto Rican, and Dominican |
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I came to rock for all my people and my Uptown fans |
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C'mon |
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You and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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(Redman)Yo, I endeavor, clever |
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Funk Doctor brings the storm weather |
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You ready or not, it's time to set shop up |
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Lock up your doors |
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While my metaphors make your Glock pop up |
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Chief unique Rocka, bitch knocka |
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Fuckin' up the place with unseen extremes |
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Disaster that Freddy couldn't possibly imagine |
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Beatin' down beats like Beatnuts bruise crews |
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Damage your conscience, totally fuckin' your sleep up |
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I need that OJ Juice in my system |
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That make us income, of the victims, freaky deaky |
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Blow your Platoon to Twins with Dangerous Minds |
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I'm the expert mic cord strangless |
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Bang the head like a car wreck collision |
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My reefer, thick like boricuas, I love hittin' |
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The submission, go through thirty packs of rubbers |
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Frankie Cutlass, use the cutters, fuck ya |
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Demolish, leave most MC's jobless |
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Boxin', apple cobblers, at Roy Rogers |
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I make it happen, freeze Alaskans, with my Armageddon |
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Plus make Martin, get to steppin' |
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What'cha wanna do when I'm comin' for you |
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Run through your fuckin' crew like the flu, check it |
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You and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands, alright |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you, clap your hands |
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I want you and you and you to clap your hands |
