"Ga-ga-gangbusters!!"
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[Dove]
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Hey give it Boogie like the BX, sex regular booger bitches
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get the backseat, G-bumps'll make you buy tapes
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Ex-cape the fire tonight, switch like Jekyll and Hyde
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and shit, wreckin we live and shit
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This swamp water style'll keep em dirty and wet
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I bet mills on the rhyme skills, we walk away set
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Rich like topsoil, connect coin with currency
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Places that I couldn't pronounce, and then bounce
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Illegal ain't illegal if it's less than an ounce
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Keep it come in T. La Rock amounts, see +It's Yours+
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Study scrolls that includes the clause
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Get your dirty paws out my bowl, your hustle's too old to deal
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with the shuffle, you exhaust me like a muffle
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Get zapped and zipped in the duffle
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Came to the set splashed, no Roley on the wrist
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To Hell with a guest list, we all up in this!
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A two dollar somethin got your eyes on him
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But yo she pinchin my ass so we go, limb for limb
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Lights studio dim, it's EXACT tonight
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So we can drop the Rap Delight, on one!
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Just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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"Just get on down.."
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[Common]
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Underground under pressure, my style is the child
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of a lesser, God, I Master like Farad
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Persona in between the El Rook'n, and El DeBarge
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Metaphorically massage, verbal hajj
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I take over breaks and chop loops
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Glorifyin, one-eighty hat cats can rock in my troops
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Wisdom like a tooth, mock new shits I knock loose
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Datin game Thursday's I spot juice, Plug like Pos'nus
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Before you get a style, let's get a style
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My style pans the crowd back and forth
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You were soft as the tracks you rappin off, I pop shit
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You tried to laugh it off, actin like you had to cough
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and didn't hear it, my spirit sustains in the same pattern
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emcee, familiar sample period; spottin where you sampled
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your rhyme scheme from -- I ain't clearin it
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I drop science and experiment -- contractually
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came to terms of endearment with my label
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Want to pick out a day to smack wack niggaz, I contact niggaz
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like P.O.'s, you spit background lyrics, I rip Lee flows
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Wipin your nose like you need blows
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Claimin it's a allergy, I react allergic to cats
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or is it how they word it
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If you had weight it must have been some pussy you served with
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Thoughts fermented, I rode rhythms and words tinted
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Many lip profess, I'm verb centered
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Just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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"Just get on down.."
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[Pos]
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It's like rip y'all, add it on to lip
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Wonder Why's upon this, just to flex my strength
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I was the one who killed wackness so I had to do a bid
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of twelve years on the mic, before parole with Tommy 'Kid'
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Infinite landscaper, green paper maker
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Leap far from home with chrome rims and trims
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Man these people still takin rappin for a joke
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The pimp, I rock it one-double-oh percent
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Some of you MC's should be called CM's, Carbon Monoxide
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on the mic exposin your polluted bloodtype
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Y'all niggaz need a visit from the Brain Fairy
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Walk around dead, like your physical's buried
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Wrote the rhymes durin a earthquake, cause your style's
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shaky as SHIT! Just need to come clean and admit
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that yo' quick draw fails the test, and mine was flawless
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My DJ gave the scratch, yours was clawless
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Your crew couldn't even measure to mine
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That's why yo' bitches is busted, and mines is fine
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Performin with an upper design, so back on off the plank
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We bringin this Big and Bad like Hank
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Just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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Just dance, ah come on and get down
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and just dance, you know you gots the feelin
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| Just dance, ah come on and |
