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(feat. Mos Def) |
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[Mos Def:] |
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Absolutely, just let it go... |
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We now dangerous, am death to flavorish |
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Big hip, lick ya lips, shoot to savor it |
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So refre*******n, no regression, host a session |
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It's pro-black, pro-progressive, so affective |
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The 9th Wonder is a Lil' Bro collective |
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Black Dante, Mr. Phonte cold perfection |
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Warm soul on glow, not a neck on froze |
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Keep your stuff on go, 'fore I check these hoes |
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You ******* around and get it how it get mayne |
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Case smack attack harder than ya pimp hand |
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My speaker box equinox like Coltrane |
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Killa K flow mayne need it in the ****** game |
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Hairy gorilla call back, no Rogaine |
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And I make that ass drop like I'm Soul Train |
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I got soul mayne, heart and brains to match |
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I'm with the Lil' Bro, what's ******* with dat[? ] |
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I put my town on the map like a star... |
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With'out the car... |
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And I ride clean, and my thing bling... |
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... and you know exactly how I mean |
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9th Wonderful, so beautiful |
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So unusual, it's sho' plain |
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On your brain, in your body, in your soul |
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All my hopes show... reach the goal |
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[Rapper Big Pooh:] |
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You'on't know about me, you'on't know my life |
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You'on't know everything I go through to write |
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You'on't know my plight, you'on't know my fight |
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And STILL, muh'******s wan' steal my light |
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That's right, I'm right back with a write that's sick |
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I done went another level, raise prices quick |
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Y'kno Big Dho told me, "Always rap with a chip" |
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I'm a do you one better, son I [? ] with a dip |
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That's borderline great that's best in all states |
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Fifty-plus some, dumb *******z, "Huh? " |
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If you "huh", you can hear me, I speak clearly |
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So my two sisters hear me, yeah Ronnie cheer me, sincerely |
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I carry heavy burdens on my back |
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Done, seen a lotta pain and my heart stay trapped |
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Brothers on the grind tryna get that scratch |
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'fore them pagers get turned and your plans get scrapped! |
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We back to the hustle where they fightin over scraps |
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And your face get played cause you tryna watch your back |
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My man, seen many *******z goin like that |
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This year, real life no rewindin it back! |
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[Phonte:] |
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Uh, uh. Let it go, better let it go |
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Just let it go, ah ah, let it go |
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They better let it go, they better let it go |
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Let me talk to 'em, check it out... |
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Uh, it seem like, the more I achieve the more they expect |
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Cause it ain't nothin in breed seeds like success |
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And though you might expect *******z to lose they cause |
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Or drop the ball, that ******* Tay ain't like the rest |
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I'm built a little bit different, my specs is more rigid |
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Phonte's the medicine, of fine black specimen |
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Of Afro engineering, with'out no interference |
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To get it short, I'm more than just yo average rap ******* |
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Or whatever you wanna call it |
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Call it music, I call it my life performance |
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Call 'em fans, I call 'em my life supporters |
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Whether they pan or they sneakin through, |
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These are the people that I'm speakin to |
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I speak to you, and this is the year that I'm gon' |
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Schiavo my rivals, ******* pull out the feedin tube |
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Cause y'all porch monkeys, that shake spears/Shakespeare's |
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And make a killin, my words worth worth a million |
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Phonte and LB the last temptation |
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Give a ******* if our *******t is played on every station |
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So y'all rap *******z can't follow me up |
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You can't bottle me up, *******t I'm the well of inspiration, *******! |
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Let it go, ah ah, let it go |
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Better let it go, ah, just let it go |
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Pull it back, let it go, ah |
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And let it flow like... |
