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Manslaughter, walkin on water |
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I stay afloat with a note, the way a boat oughta |
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I'm too poetically inclined, one of a kind |
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True and divine the genuine, breakin a bond and gettin mine |
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So freeze, i'm makin it flow with ease |
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And droppin the funkiest lyrics that ever been known to mc's |
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Cause i can recite it fast, or even rap slow |
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Huh, man i can just talk and my shit'll flow |
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Because i mastered the rhythms of winnin lyric |
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Hit em, just the flow itself'll tell you that i did em |
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So let the k-to-the-a-to-the-n-to-the-e |
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Show you the meaning of real harmony, as i float |
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Float.. float on |
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Float on.. float on.. (repeat 2x) |
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Peep this |
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I'm always on the down-low, smooth and mild |
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But when it's time to get wild, huh, you know my style |
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And gooooooood damn! |
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It's like a disaster that nobody goes after |
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Rappers turn ghost like casper |
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Cause battlin me, you'd only meet your fate |
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You'd probably come out better tryin to fight in kuwait |
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To be smart, would be not to start |
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Not even the wiz can give you that much heart |
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Rap is like an art.. and man you know |
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That kind of makes me like michaelangelo |
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Not to sound conceited, or either to boast with what i said |
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Cause i'm too modest to ever lose my level head |
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But if i ever got bold and said i'm higher |
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I can give more reasons than earth, wind & fire |
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Many follow in the footsteps, tryin to get a rep |
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Of a lover and a smooth black brother |
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But i'm knockin imitators out the box |
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Because you couldn't copy kane if your name was xerox |
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I'm like the god in light, some of my writing might |
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Be too much for your mind to explode like dynamite |
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And if it sounds good to you then get on it doggone it |
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Capture this like a kodak moment as i float |
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Float.. float on |
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Float on.. float on.. (repeat 2x) |
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In this third verse, i'll make it sure mental |
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See the way that you serve rap's like a death penalty |
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So back up off me, ain't nobody stoppin kane |
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I'm shittin on rappers like i never been potty trained |
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That means defeatin deletin and beatin |
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While all the tenderonis i'll be meatin and greatin and treatin |
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And welcome to a new terrordome |
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When i come to roam, you know daddy's home |
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Rhymes come at you full powered with might |
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They call in the swat team when i start to write |
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And declared my lyrics illegal weapons in every state |
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So i can get five to ten for carryin a papermate |
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Just a little bitty taste of this'll burn so bad |
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You'll wanna call me the big daddy inferno |
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So don't even think about a battle, i sail without a paddle |
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In other words, i float |
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Float.. float on |
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Float on.. float on.. (repeat 2x) |
