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Double oh seven is back..
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Double oh seven is back..
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Double oh seven is back..
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[Rakim]
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I don't stress my day cause it's best to parlay
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I guess you could say I've been away
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I wake up slow when I'm hot but I destruct the plant
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and fourteen hands comb New York for fans
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They make waves as they wiggle in my waterbed
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Pull back the leather covers and silk bedspread
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A mornin massage turnin into a real rough rubdown
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so I figured I'll lay around
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They keep me wet with a juice called Tahiti
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It make the room steamy, so soon they couldn't see me
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They know more than calisthetics as they worked up a sweat
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It wasn't even ten o'clock yet
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Scrub down, then I get moist, they never treat me mean
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They sweetly keep me squeaky clean
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I chill as they filled the jacuzzi
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I said, "I'm tight from a real long flight, could you soothe me
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Support my thoughts, cause I got a lot of writing to do"
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They said, "Cool," and just enjoyed the view
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It ain't hard cause it's miles from the sidewalk
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I'm overlookin every borough in New York
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The entire, Empire, State to concentrate
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for every rhyme I make
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So at exactly noon they played my favorite tune
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And just before they all cleared the room
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they said, "We're glad you're home from tour, now we feel secure
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We wish you didn't have to leave no more"
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But they wanna go to war, they even tried to shoot up the door
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Double oh seven is back..
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Rest assured
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Double oh seven is back..
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Feel secure
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Double oh seven is back..
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I'm fillin up the page when I'm steppin on stage
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Got the people in a rage with they hands in the air
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Fellas sayin HOE, everybody yellin GO
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Fly ladies in the house all screamin "awww yeah"
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That's how they react when I attack the mic
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In fact it's like a stack of dynamite, powerful and bright
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Girls love to squeeze me real tight
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Double oh seven is back..
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Ra has returned, to romance em, better than Johnny Handsome
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When I was young, women said, "Damn son"
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Ain't nuthin change but the year and I'm still here
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C'mere dear and let me whisper in your ear
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Hug my words so I can taste your lips
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I set up hips like domino chips
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but I don't let em hit the floor
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And if you got sore, then feel secure
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Where's the pain, is it the spot you set us in
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Almost magic, better than medicine
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Take one of these and put your mind at ease
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I get more work than a lot of M.D.'s
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If I'm hawkin New York, or out on tour
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I express the raw dialect and explore
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But don't get fooled by metaphor
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Double oh seven is back
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Rest assured
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Feel secure
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Rest assured
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Rest assured
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Yo, feel secure
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Rest Assured
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| Eric B. & Rakim |
