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Chorus: Busta Rhymes
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Rewind...
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Heal up, real up, bring it back, come rewind...
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[Erick Sermon]
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Now about to wreck shop is the man wit the plan
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Godamn, yo, watch me slam
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Taking the bassline, freaking my lines
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Squeezing my Reebox's pumps and Kriss Kross then jump
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Way behind the track so I sound smooth and rugged
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Pumped it for the Hit Squad, yo, they cold dugged it
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You know my style, man, yo, check the stats
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Down wit the Mic Doc, my DJ is Scratch
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Straight from Brooklyn, Albany projects
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He gets respect when he's rocking wit the set
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He goes crazy, maybe goes into a rampage
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Yo, but don't be afraid
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Can produce hard tracks like this
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But don't shut him down, put him on the funk list
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Live in color, a smooth brother
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If I had to pick a DJ, I couldn't, word to mother
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So George, hit me wit the funk scratch
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Then after that black, come back and rewind that
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George, hit me wit the funk scratch
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Then after that, yo, come back then rewind that
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Chorus
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[Parrish Smith]
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I'm def, it's my turn
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Freakin a new style, flippin this new style over the track
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I'm all that, down, rippin
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All over the place, yea, check em
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(Yo, yo, yo, yo, MD, yo, hold up money grip
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yo get off that bullshucks
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Rip the hardcore style for the b-boy niggas,
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yknowimsayin, hit me wit that funk)
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Record mode, set the EQ for Dolby
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Step back, check yaself, punk, you don't know me
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I flow, G, (say what) multi mil see
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Brother on fade to black, YO!, and BET
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For my grill in the Source wit the record force
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A1 choice, the golden voice taking no loss
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The name is Mic Doc, don't forget it hop
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The kid from up the block, the tape's kicking ya boom box
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From the boon dox, the powerhouse on the rap route
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So make way, time to roll out
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Can you wind it and mine, primetime
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He got me illin, so hit me wit a (rewind)
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Now bring it back, bust that wisecrack
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Damn, it's been 5 years, kid, you're still on my bozack
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Shockin P, clockin P, when I'm rockin see
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You're not Parrish Smith, so why you mockin me
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You're just a wannabe, you wanna be me
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Sell for millions, until then, get the nuts, G
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No time to battle rap, F that
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I'm pushing maximum level, so smell the smoke from my mic, black
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I'm outta here, peace to the hardcore
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Bring in the hook while Scratch is cuttin like a chainsaw
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"My style... deadly psychopath, schizophrenic"
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"Don't forget I'm... crazy swift"
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"How can a brother be so nice" -- 2X
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"Master on the beatdown"
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"Huh forget it I'm constipated"
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Scratch Bring It Back (Part 2 - Mic Doc)
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