Brooklyn, New York, Flatbush to be specific
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Is the topic of the composition, so people, if it
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Offends, I recommend you get off, you soft tush
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Come down, come around to the Bush, the Bush
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Live in the Bush, Flatbush, that is the place
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Where I rest with the blessed, don't jest, it is a waste
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To try, you might die, so I abort the mission
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Try to fight, you might end up in critical condition
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Cause we don't take shorts, not here, not in the Bush
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And if you wanna get around, you gotta know how to push
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The boys make noise and the girls be slappin curls out the head
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Try to fight back, black, you get dead
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In the Bush
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The Bush
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We got the brothers with the heads in dreads
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On the corners like pigeons
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Smokin marijuana but it's their religions
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We got the others on the pipe tip
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Goin on the flight trip
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Soon on the toon, your mother will right-grip
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Basin up the world, chasin up the girls
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The fire got too high till you're facin up your curls
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Now you're burned, learned your lesson
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Stop messin with the crack, black, cause now look how you're dressin
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Chokin and totin on the pipes and the woolers
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While the dealers are your friends with the Benz plus medullahs
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And rings, they're kings because of what they push
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And they're part of the heart in the Bush, the Bush
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I'm Special Ed, and yes, I'm takin it all
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The school that I attend is Ersamus Hall
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Live in Flatbush, yes, I'm on
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No, I'm not a god, but my word is bond
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I got the knowledge, wisdom, understandin
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Not fussy, but demandin
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No, I'm wise, understand
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Mess with me, I break your hand
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Stop your heart, take your breath
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With the diagnose of death
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Remove your brain from your skull
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Make ya dumb, make ya dull
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Sow you up and cut your hair
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Put you in a science fair
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Tell em that your name is John
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Make you a phenomenon
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Freak of nature, make em hate ya
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Not a girl will ever date ya
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So step off, because you're soft, and I'm a soldier
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Go get your crew, and you can tell em what I told ya
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Tell em how I burned ya, how you got dissed
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Then form a line, so I can add em to the list
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If you come to the Bush keep a low pro
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Cause you might catch a knot or a shot or a blow
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To the face in this place, if you base you will be broken
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Comin off the train you gotta pay another token
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What this means is, you pay for your protection
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Pay a fee and never see a reflection
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Again, my friend, or rather foe, you know the deal
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Either hear or feel
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Choose one, but at least you got an option
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Be my son or be up for adoption
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Why in heaven's name would you diss?
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Do you wanna kiss a fist?
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We can do this, properly, you're on my property
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This ain't a game, but you can say it's a monopoly
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Cause I control the total supply, and you're the user
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Akshun makes the cuts and Howie Tee is the producer
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We make it or break it, so take it just like that
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Yes yes y'all, we're all from Flat-
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Bush, the Bush
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The Bush
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| Special Ed |
