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Yeah, uhh
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[singers] Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
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Yo, yo, yo
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Yo it's the ghetto diplo', bridgin like the Tri-Boro
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Victory is endless cause we all want a hero
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Blazing Saddles so stop horsing around
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From sunup to sundown, it's the world renowned
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It's hard to be real when them cats are make believe
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Stop it please, come run wit deez
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If you can't feel me, then get up and leave
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Cause I'm automated life flyin, Fate is on her knees
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Locate the object, pinpoint my movin target
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Pray for them, and bless em, like Sister Margaret
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Got more alumni than the grad school of Harvard
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Beat Street the movie was my all time favorite
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So can you stand the smell of a black powder
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My B.I. is 700, horsepower
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Burnin rubber, break you off somethin proper
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Love it or not, I'm the man of the hour, yeah
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[singers]
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Just when you thought my shine was burnin out
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Them cats were down and out, in the heat of the night
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There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
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You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
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Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
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Yo.. yo, yo, yo
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Yo she was hot to death, like the story Macbeth
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When your marked for death it's a matter of life or death
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I'ma cherish and nourish every single breath
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When there's no one left, I'ma carry your footprints
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step by step, walkin through the, twentieth
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century, eyes on me
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When the dogs start barkin you must set them free
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Go in-Between the Sheets just like the Isley's
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I'ma kill em precisely, indirectly
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Choose my women wisely, Charlie's Angels got my back
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as if I was Bosley, bout to get rowdy
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So pray to Mother Mary, you think this is easy?
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Be a cold day in Hell before I let you come and get me
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So stop actin frowsy, that's the one-fifty
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Holler if you hear me make your move if you ready
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Dirty Cash, Navy Seals, reppin through your city, what?
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[singers]
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Just when you thought my shine was burnin out
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Them cats were down and out, in the heat of the night
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There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
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You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
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Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
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Yo.. yeah, yo, yo
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Hey yo the way I feel now you cats can drop dead
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Jump up and spread then take off them threads
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You heard what I said, don't be misled
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Navy Seals what? Running over chickenheads
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Run like I'm a caca, act like a bobaka
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My ears shoot the street, just to take out the impostor
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Tomorrow never dies when she reveals her eyes
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Keep your eyes on the prize, for Pras is the prize
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Tough guys get penalized, cut down to size
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It's the one that be witchu that be the true spies
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Never say never when we can make it together
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ReFugees are tougher than ever, what?
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[singers]
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Just when you thought my shine was burnin out
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Them cats were down and out, in the heat of the night
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There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
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You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
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Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
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[singers]
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Just when you thought my shine was burnin out
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Them cats were down and out, in the heat of the night
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There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
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You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
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Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
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