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Do It, See It, Be It
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"For real. E'rybody's a star, e'rybody shine ("Shine. Shine. Shine...")
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Follow your heart and not mankind. ("Kind. Kind. Kind...")
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For real, for real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody
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shine. C'mon."
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It's not luck that I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all.
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Preeld in by Allah that I'm hittin' for y'all.
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Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin'
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lilke a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin'.
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They called me Little Man all in the boulevard.
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When I was young, my family used to party hard.
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Gangs of uncatched kids turned to blood ketchup.
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The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump.
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Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys.
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Police si-re-ns and baby screams was average noise.
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Hip-Hop came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack.
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Street poetry to tracks, could you beat that?
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Malik Taylor introduced it to me.
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He said, 'Forget Benny Hill, nigga. Let's M.C.!'
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Twelve years old, rhymin' in the backroom.
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For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom.
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Run-D.M.C., Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh.
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The Juice Crew rule but who's this nigga KRS?
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Reference points, too many to wish for.
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Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay raw.
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Never let my dream die.
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I was happy and high goin' to Alee's and Bed-Stuy
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We made our first demo tape.
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Ex-cited like a mawfucka, lookin' for our first break.
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I knowwwwwwwwww... ("F'real.") you can do it.
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Be abidin', chy'all. ("Listen to the story I tell, yo. F'real.")
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I knowwwwwwwwww... ("Don't let 'em hate to front you.")
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you can see it.
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("Get up and follow me and flow again. Use my life as an example.")
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Do it, and see it, and be nobody else!
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Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light.
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In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aiiight.
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One year later, the Tribe was initiated.
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Bonita came, it was wild how she dominated.
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Can I Kick It parled us to our next phase.
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So drunk in those days, I truly was amazed
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how I got up enough to make tunes. People
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cheered me. It was Foreign, then came Low End Theory.
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People quickly reconized who we are,
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Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar.
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Tours with P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Boys.
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Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys.
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Whisperin' hate inside my brother's virgin ears.
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Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood amongst the tears.
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Midnight was even tighter, now look at us.
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Condoms is on the rida stored on the bus.
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It got funky right here, I had to save my life.
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In the snow after the show, I had a fight wit' Phife.
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Moves to a land to get away but back home
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job was urkin' us, it sent me throuh a danger zone.
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The good thing, I found Allah in the process.
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An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress.
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Now what am I to do?
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My album's platinum but I'm still feelin' blue. C'mon.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("You can do it.")
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("I knowwww.")
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah.
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeah. ("You can see it.")
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Yeeeeeeeeeeeaeeeeeeaaaeeeeeah.
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Makin' my way, the wilderness has grown fierce.
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Redemption and my heart, both of them was pierced.
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Crashed my truck, didn't think I'd make it out.
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Had a hit on my life, he thought I screwed his wife!
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Plus my house burned down, me and Ands was in it.
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My crew was tired and I knew we had to end it.
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But through all of this, I'm still here.
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Take notes and let hope floats.
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I'm still here. Take note and let hope float.
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| I knowwwwwwwwww...
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I'm still here. Take notes and let hope float.
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You can do the same shit that I'm doin'.
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| you can do it.
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You can do the same thing that I'm doin'. Uh-huh.
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| Be abidin', chy'all.
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I'm still here, take note, let it...uh-hah.
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| I knowwwwwwwwww...
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Still here, take notes and let it float. Ha-ha.
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Still here, take...and let it...
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| you can see it.
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You can do the same thing I'm doin'. Thing that I'm doin'.
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| Do it, and see it, and be nobody else!
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Still here, take...and let it...Uh-hah.
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| I knowwwwwwwwww...
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Still here, take notes, let it float. C'mon.
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Still here, take notes, let it float. C'mon.
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| you can do it.
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Do the same thing that I'm doin' if ya pay attention.
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| Be abidin', chy'all.
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| I knowwwwwwwwww...
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| you can see it.
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| Do it, and see it, and be nobody else!
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Do It, See It, Be It
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| Q-Tip |
