[Chorus: Kool Keith]
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V-I-B-Rrrah-A-T-O, vibrato
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V-I-B-Rrrah-A-T-O, vibrato
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[Kool Keith:]
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Give me twenty
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A Mexican cat sold me the turtles
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Pick up the greens and purples
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Challenge me, your academic pants get hemmed up like Urkel's
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Your eyes get tired from rappin against me with dark circles
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You ever heard of Tommy Purple's, or Larry Woerfel's?
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You don't know? You don't want it from Johnny Burko's
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I'm the top, you the robin, and the pigeon
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With the seed, you're all jerkles
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I lean on your freckles, with the deckles
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I get hype, I got the workles
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You caught up with the herples
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A new disease, you get the nerbles
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Cause I'm
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[Chorus]
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[Ced Gee:]
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Get your system, get your system - yeah
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Get your system ready
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Ma get your system, get your system
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Uhh, get your system ready
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Now I ain't missed the game at all
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But the game's missed me
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Dawg it's been a long time son
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Since you've been blessed, by a Ced 16
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The vocab is still exquisite
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Only a chosen few, know what I mean
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Dawg I still spit fire
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My words erupt like gasoline
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No time to waste on chickens, in dirty jeans
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With cheap hair weaves from Billie Jean's
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Ma you ain't puttin disease in my spleen
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I'm on a mission you see
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Don't want you hang around me
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Ma go work on yourself, go see a beautician mami
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Then go, boost a bag, boost a dress
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Boost some shoes, I might look at you
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I might run up in you
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I might splash you in the face, let you play with the jewels
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But you best not chew, or I'ma slap you
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Into Tuesday, when it's Sunday
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You gon' think it's Monday, cause I'm
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[Chorus x2]
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Vibrato
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| Ultramagnetic MC's |
