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"Well I'm impressed most of all with the serene mood. |
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A lack of comprehen..." |
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{"I can dig it man, right on right on~! I know what'chu sayin baby. |
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These folks that come here, have invested, a lot of credit |
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In havin a - fine time, when the time is right - baby."} |
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{*"WHAT TIME IS IT! WHAT TIME IS IT! WHAT TIME IS IT! WHAT TIME IS IT!"*) |
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[Talib Kweli] |
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Yeah, the time is right for me to find a mic |
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The crowd is tight, the lab ac' ain't workin right |
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But I'ma get it done, even if we gotta fight |
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I ain't goin out like that, no not tonight |
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Yo let me get a mic check |
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This my prayer for y'all niggaz cause the game ain't got no life left |
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Came in with Mos Def and Hi-Tek |
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And that's my family dawg, they might catch the last gasp of my breath |
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And rest in peace to my nigga Dilla |
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My mind into real estate like a bigger villa |
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Your rhymes are cheaper than gas in Jersey |
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Before you leave the state you know you got to fill up |
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Matter fact, put your schwag back, cause I got the realest |
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If not the killer then I ain't smokin |
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I'm not buyin off the street or be askin 'em what kind you growin |
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You can't flush it is cause the kind is floatin |
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Kids be eyein totin open defyin mothers that's cryin oceans |
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It's Sin City without the Clive Owen |
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I keep it fresh, these rappers staler than a big of chips you findin open |
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Let's take our time and, have a silent moment |
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It's like I'm jokin, I get 'em open like multiple lines are snorted |
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They snortin I'm spittin flames; nigga the flow'll blowtorch ya |
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I'm on fire so they always try to put me out |
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Flatbush all day but they don't know what my hood about |
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I'm so good without your props and accolades |
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Crackin like whips on the back of slaves, spittin on the master's grave |
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I'm tighter than 'yette's braids, y'all niggaz are "Tenderheaded" |
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Just cause I ain't you as my friend yet, then forget it |
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SHEESH~! Y'all niggaz are sensitive |
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That's really me on that shit, not a representative |
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Nuttin pretend or fake, many came and went, tryin to imitate |
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That's the quickest way to disintegrate |
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It's cause I innovate, my shit hardly assimilate |
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Still I'm bringin "SexyBack" like Timbaland and Timberlake |
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I don't stop, I never hesitate |
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Plus it don't start 'til I arrive and so I'm never late |
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The time is right get it straight |
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The time is right get it straight... c'mon! |
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I'm so slick it's slide when you ride with it |
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Like the Y kitted, do or die with it like the Stuy in it |
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Fly with it, +Do or Die+ with like the Chi in it |
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Live the life of Riley like my nigga from Guy, shit... |
