* - this song has no title on the album
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(Grap)
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I am the one they call the G, the R, the A, the P and
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I didn't write this, it's coming off the top of the dome
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So what you wanna do and whatcha wanna go home
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And tell your mama that I'm one wit all the mad drama
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Yes I was causing the movies on 1 East 25th Street
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I crossover, honey dips knew it was Harlem wheat
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I was flowing on the place to be
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Is being the capital rapper, the G-R-A-P
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In the place to be wit my man Pete Rock and CL Smooth
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Pass the bust a groove and the people begin to move
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And get on the dancefloor
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Got to move the funk you stinking little hores
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And all the hoods and all the punks and all the suckers
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Wit this shit I got stupid muthafukas
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On my dick, what the fuk, I rock the mic so quick
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Wit Adofo in the place to be
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And my man Ross is right in back of me
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Rob O, good to go
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I've gots the F-L-O-W and that spells flow
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Wit Chris Champ, oh what's up I'm bout to get amp
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On top of the mic and I'm a set an exam -ple
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Girls I pull, I got the honey dip, so what's up, my tank is full
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Of sperm, I ready to bust a nut
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What's up Pete Rock, come get on the cut
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Rock to the beat, get wreck on the regular
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Listen to me because I cause mass hysteria
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Peace
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Interlude after T.R.O.Y. *
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| Pete Rock and CL Smooth |
