[Chubb Rock]
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Chubb is a loveable Guy, not a Teddy Riley group
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It deeply bruise me, greaves me if you say I'm soup
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I'm really not, and I don't really think I am
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But I'm convinced, that I can make a funky jam
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So if you wanna, support the man that's gonna
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jump up on the scene deliver lyrics that are sorta mean
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With the cream of the crop, Chubb Rock will never stop
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showin his intelligence quotient, things are potent
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Prime time rhymes that's floatin blowin and knowin
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that it's goin to be considered the topic I've hithered
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Feelings between the music scene
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While I move to the groove like Akeem.. Olujawon
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the don upon the team that plays real calm, ego all gone
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Chubb doesn't like to be hyper
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I wait for my prey and then I react like a tiger
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Clip up, pick up, rip them all up and
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and then I heard my history callin
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Readin readin, Chubb never had a clue
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and this is not what I was taught in school and
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decoyed, made every grade was a ploy
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that mislead the head of the Bad Boy - Robin!
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[Ms. Robin - patois best guess]
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A gwan Chubb, ah do gwan Chubb
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A gwan Chubb, yes ah gwan Chubb
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Oh a gwan Chubb, Lord ah gwan Chubb
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Me nah stop Chubb til me get some cash
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Ahh Ms-ah-Robin ah de cream of de crop
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Say lightning ah flash, an' thunder a clap
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An' watch everyting known as stars just a crash
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The tea for the spoon and de fork on de plate
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and de TV on de bed an' de watch said not
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Now Lord Miss-ah-Robin say you no-oh-fi-chat
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Ah-when you a-chat me say ya knot on bark
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Ah wha gwan Chubb, yes a gwan Chubb, hmmm
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[Chubb Rock]
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Last summer, my tune went to number
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two on the countdown, I had a frown
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on my grill cause I knew that until I went
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to number one I couldn't consider myself The One
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But The One came back with a hardcore devilish rap
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Fully strapped, definitely aimed at
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things that made me, no one can pay me
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enough to sell out, call a bluff and huff
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and blow the house down that I built
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And meeting old homeboys like Giz and Milk
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Definitely happy - Howie Tee kept me
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on the level of a star so the squads can sweat me
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cause Chubb Rock always seem to rock the place
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Peace to the homeboys Amityville and Mase
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On the Anita Baker tip I'm gonna bring ya joy
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The overjoy of the Bad Boy - Robin!
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[Ms. Robin - patois best guess]
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Dem ah come, Lord dem a come
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Yes dem ah come, yes dem a come
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A wicked go my tongue when de fire start burn
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De wicked dem gon melt like ?? against sun
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De fire a gon burn down de 'ouse of Sodom
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De fire a gon burn down de man we touch by ??
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Lord dem a come, Lord dem a come
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So dem have dem gone but me ah 'ave none
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Me take off on di foot and me started to run
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but when me come back me say di fight cyan't done
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I'm suh-Robin come out wit de baddest can done
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Lord dem a come, yes dem a come
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Lord dem a come..
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The Bad Boyz
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| Chubb Rock |
