Back in the day when i was spittin
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for the valves
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my 88 was hittin
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definitly no doubt
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been on the stage since the age
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of 1-2
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yeah who were you
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speakin no lies
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yes mesmorized
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by the truth
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never understanding
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why there so demanding
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talking there shit
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and never gonna lend a hand
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inside
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open wide for the tribe
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chillin in the ride
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letting everything subside
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we've been around for 5 long years
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gonna get it right
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this time theres no fucking around
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gonna get it right
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were gonna
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gonna get it right
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Bustin ass
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just you can se us now
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fucking up the sound
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and representin O-TOWN
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' to the most
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ill be the host
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that spits the most
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rockin coast to coast
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eatin my toast
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with my jelly
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thats why i got a fat belly
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and yes i skate
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but i dont have a vallely
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deck
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so what the heck
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when im on the mic
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yes i wreck
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with the style i project
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Get It Right
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| Spitvalves |
