[Intro:]
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Word up! Y'knowhutI'msayin?
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I gotta globe in the world in the mail today
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NahI'msayin? Heh, word up!
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Uhh, kid told me "Yo, the world is yours kid, put it in ya pocket"
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Nahmean?
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Make a brother feel good, word up!
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Brother feel energised
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I wanna dedicate this one to the game that put me on the map
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Y'nahI'msayin?
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I know you love it, the game is so irresistable to touch
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You should see me when fienin for microphones that I can clutch
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Droppin bombs, combinin the club attracts
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like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
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There's no question the suggestion was made
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The foundation was laid when the Furious played
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Grandmaster Flash slayed the competition that was wishin
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they could serve the technician with the number one position
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Uhh, the real deal, Fearless Four scored
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Bambataa was hotter, Spoony was givin em nutta
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An' I was all up in my headzone, melody and all
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Cosign and The Movement sayin "Yes, yes y'all"
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It's just the love affair that never ended
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I recommended that I take microphones and blow em up, ain't that splendid
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This one goes out to all the hip-hop do-or-diers
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A song is dedicated to the music I admire
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[Chorus:]
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Whenever and ever
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We want you, I need you (I need hip-hop)
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Whenever and ever
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We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop)
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Kane's era was terror, he warmed it up
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Parrish and Erick cat lyrics that'll make ya turn it up
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And I was in the cut, chillin in my drop-top Benz
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with friends, loungin with my mens, laughin 'bout all the ends
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that I spends, making snaps, pumping Kool G Rap and Biz
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Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about to show what time it is
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At the rooftop, I was with Doug E.Fresh and Slick Rick
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'La Di Da Di, Who likes to party?' was the fat shit
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I mean I saw this hip-hop thing on every level
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Chuck D, PE, yes the rhythm and the rebel
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I can reminisce the black fist, Uzi, Terminators
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Terror doom techniques that terrorise the lighter shade
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It's all about the game that we play everyday
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Eric B & Rakim flow to such a diff'rent way
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I'm lovin hip-hop cos it help brothers escape
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Let's celebrate our music people before it's too late
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[Chorus]
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Survival Of The Fittest-Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
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Lickin shots got the game hot
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They even flipped on 2PAC
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Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
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Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in here
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I wanna tell the world they just don't understand
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My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
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Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
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My people are you with me where you at?...ya peep that?
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I'm on a mission to rejuvenate the funk
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Bring the game back and give the do-or-diers what they want
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When you hear Craig Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
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Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
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Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
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A fleet of battleships floatin in diff'rent categories
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My love affair with hip-hop'll never fade away
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Sincerely yours, LL Cool J
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[Chorus to fade]
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[Outro: (over chorus)]
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Yeah, ain't no doubt about it kid, knowI'msayin?
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Hip-hop's the game, helped a lot of brothers escape
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Take it to another level, knowI'msayin?
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It's our music, we own this music, knowhutI'msayin?
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Word life! I wanna give a couple of shoutouts here, knowhutI'msayin?
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First of all, I wanna thank my man Baby Chris, y'nahmean?
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Helped me put this Mr. Smith...Mr.Smith album together
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make it hot, knowI'msayin?
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Thank the Trackmasters-?Pope Tone?, Steve Stout
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we definitely turning this joint out, y'nahmean
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Word bond! Hip-hop for life, kid!
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Yeah!
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Hip Hop
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LL Cool J |