Yeah,
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Turn it up though,
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Uh huh,
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Yeah,
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C'mon,
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Anyway yeah,
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One,
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Two,
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Whatcha gonna do,
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Two,
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Three,
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Whatchas gonna be,
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C'mon now,
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Uh,
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C'mon now,
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Yeah yeah,
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Yo,
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Provoke emotions when im boastin and braggin,
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Just imagine gun clappin linguistic assassin,
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Bout ta..shake the world up,
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Slam it to the floor bust,
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You've heard of us,
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Real niggas we blow the world up,
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And bump the planet,
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Take it for granted when i manage with that hometeam advantage automatic rhyme bandit,
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Bout to hand it cuz you cram to understand it when i land it open handed,
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I'ma transatlantic slay,
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With that old black magic,
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Got to have it from the demo to the masta,
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Some brothers try to strike while light the fire of disaster,
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Im the chain saw massacre,
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Rain raw acid dust...
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Downshift pump your brakes ease off the clutch,
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We fuckin up when we conduct load your pistol up,
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Put this verbal dick in your mouth until i bust a nut,
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And let this jam tell you who the fuck i am,
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Original black man from the bollales, Sudan
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Its like that ya'll,
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So go ahead and get up,
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This is the future sound,
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Do without further adue,
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You dont see us,
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But we see you,
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Either your here to teach or your here to be taught,
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If you dont plan to get away then you plan to get caught,
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I was born to win,
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Thats why i run dont walk,
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South central MC,
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What the fuck you thought,
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I set my first verse up similar to a stake out,
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The minute that they break out,
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They send jake out,
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But im superlaxitive,
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And i dont need no practice kid,
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Your probably wonderin what track this is,
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So carry on with that twisted ass street rap,
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I ride for peace but i will contradict that,
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And bitchslap any rapper that act,
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Uh like he really want it imma handle mishap,
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So act like you want it,
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But dont get loud,
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And you haven't seen a style this vivid in a while,
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I reveal cus im a rebel,
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My education and rhythm is on a higher level,
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Smash till the dust settles,
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Its like that ya'll,
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So go ahead and get up,
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This is the future sound,
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Do without further adue,
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You dont see us,
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But we see you,
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Yes yes yes ya'll,
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Mic test test ya'll,
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Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at ya'll,
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And we hype so,
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And we might just flow from the get go,
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Ayo soup let em know,
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Im one of the last cats,
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Puttin the flavor back into rap,
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And make the song groove straight through your cap,
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Now the original black,
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Now watch how the herds react,
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I play the block where i learned to rap,
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Ain't nothing to it i keep the wordplay through it,
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And tone and run through it like the emperor jones,
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And the inventor of poems,
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A limericks outstanding pitch,
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Regardless if your feelin my shit,
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Yo i stay prime,
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And plus im never outdated,
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In time i break outta from the way that i rhyme,
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And i created a line with no missed cues,
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Fake no moves so heres the rhyme i couldnt wait to use,
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I represent,
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And put the pressure on your local event,
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And drive heavy when the vocals commence,
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To hitcha with the hits...
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From the colonial prince,
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The masta of the ceremonial its,
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like that ya'll,
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So go ahead and get up,
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This is the future sound,
|
Do without further adue,
|
You wont see us,
|
But we see you,
|
Yes yes yes ya'll,
|
Mic test test ya'll,
|
Freestyle lyrics being thrown straight at ya'll,
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And we hype so,
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And we might just flow from the get go.
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Future Sound
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| Jurassic 5 |
