[ VERSE 1 ]
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Well, it's 1990, '89 has ended
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Now it's time for all those who pretended
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To settle and cease with the noise
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You and your boys - it's time to put away the toys
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Christmas is over and this is my resolution
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To stop the confusion
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Let the fresh get fresh and the stale get staler
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And throw em in a pale of
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Trash with the other trash and smash down the lid
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For all the weak shit they did
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Never in my life have I seen such preposterous behavior
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And you got no flavor
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Can't taste the juice cause I got the matz
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I heard you paid for your _Billboard_ spots
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Honest, I promise, I am not a liar
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Can't you understand that I am flier than a flyer
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No need to try a stunt like that
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Never in my life could I front like that
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On _Soul Train_ with your brand new hit
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When it wasn't even playin cause you ain't sayin -
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Nothin, cause they're wacker than wack
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Yo Ak - get ready to attack
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(Crushin MC's that be tryin to riff)--> Big Daddy Kane
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[ VERSE 2 ]
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People say 'new jack', what jack?
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You wanna get slapped, Jack
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Or get flipped like a flapjack?
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I been rockin rhymes and I been rockin mics
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Ever since you was on BMX bikes
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You was busy braggin bout the mags on your honey
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I was in Flatbush tryin to get money
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Brooklyn, crookin up the whole damn place
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Want to truck jewelry, don't turn your face
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But I don't resort to those sort of things
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I don't wear big chains or big rings
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Gold was stole from caves full of slaves
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Now black-on-black, and you're free as waves
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In the ocean, without a notion
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Am I surfin fast over your head?
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Maybe you need glasses or classes in Special Ed
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Let me see -
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I can fit you in on Monday at 3
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Tuesdays is use days
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And Wednesdays is friends days
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And Thursdays is her's days
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And Fridays is my days
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And Saturdays is fun days
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And Sunday's the one day
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I rest, give thanks and bless
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Again on Monday I will be back
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Yo Ak - get ready to attack
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(Crushin MC's that be tryin to riff)--> Big Daddy Kane
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[ VERSE 3 ]
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Man your position, let's start dishin
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Straight out battlin, no intermission
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Ain't no stoppin us, ain't no toppin us
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I suggest your best bet is drop and just
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Run and don't stop until you drop
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You might break your hip, but just hip-hop
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But if you wanna go through it, the proceeding
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Get a doc, cause when I rock you'll be needing
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Medical attention - critical condition
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Surgeon's callin, consult a physician
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Get a prescription, go to the pharmacy
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That's what happens when you don't want harmony
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I'm not violent, I stay silent and mutual, I'm neutral
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But negative souls wanna interreact
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Then I get ready to attack
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Yo Ak - let's attack
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(Crushin MC's that be tryin to riff)--> Big Daddy Kane
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Ready 2 Attack
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| Special Ed |
