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* featured artists on this album were jazz musicians
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"A lot of people don't realize that..
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the reason why I'm talkin is.. I'm tired of most"
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[Guru]
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And I'm tired of suckers always complain about your situation
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cause you frontin .. "You dig?"
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Chorus: repeat 2X
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Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
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Take one big look, take a look at yourself .. "You dig?"
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[Guru]
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Came up short man (that's right)
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Yes just one time too many (too many)
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Don't try to get too friendly (nah)
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I shouldn't give you any (none)
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R-E-S-P-E-C-T, you know respect (yeah)
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You're messed up son, tryin to play mack money (mack money)
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You went for self, for the fast wealth, but you know what's funny?
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Now you're fallin, fallin, cryin out for reasons (oww)
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Should I sympathize, or let my lyrics give lesions,
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and cuts? Cause I can straighten you up
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I ain't on no crusade (nope)
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it's just that your game's played (yup)
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But are you afraid, to make moves, and get really paid?
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You might fade (goodbye) cause punk you live for today
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And most of your chances, already blew away
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Chorus
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[Guru]
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Listen (check it son)
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Forget the dissin, I'm admittin
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I've done some wrong, also wrote some dope songs (word)
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My man Roy, he brought the vibes along
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Now I'm there, in here gettin funky with the track
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I used to drive a Cadillac, it took me there and back (right)
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But seriously black, how you livin? (how you livin?)
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From what I can see, word to mother you're slippin
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If I were you, I'd stop this fantasy world stuff (quit it)
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Cause the real world's tough, you ain't equipped enough
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Step back, analyze, and use your own eyes to see
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(take a look) I can't be you, you can't be me
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For your problems, yo you can't blame no one else
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Chorus
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[Guru]
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I ain't runnin away (never kid) yo are you?
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I been through the BS, I got scars a few (many)
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But I can't dwell in the hell that I've passed through (nope)
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I'ma blast through (yup) and do what I gotta do (have to)
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Amazing, suckers think this rap stuff won't phase them
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I wait then, and cross the ceilings til they cave in (boom)
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or give in, cause the power keeps me driven (that's right)
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I'll de-stroy the weak noise with much poise and no toys
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or tricks (nope) so stay off my tip
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And get a grip on your own and get a life of your own
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And stop waitin, for things to come to you
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That's for chumps (that's right) I know what you oughta do
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Chorus
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[Guru]
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Yeah I wanna give a big big shout out
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to the Dirty Rotten Scoundrels and the Group Home
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to my man Premier
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Crazy shoutout to all the boroughs of New York
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KnowhatI'msayin?
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Cause my man Roy Ayers is in full effect
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* Roy plays for a bit *
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Chorus
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* Roy closes out the song *
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Take a Look (at Yourself)
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| Guru f/ Roy Ayers * |
