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I never knew that a kid like me
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Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D.
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And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabassas
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Tijuana, Mexico, bootleg demos in Tokyo
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They know me though, ¡®cause I be puttin¡¯ in work
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Commit my life to rebirth, well respected, ¡®cause that¡¯s my word
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I¡¯m sure you heard, about a new sound going around
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She might have left my hood, but she was born in my town
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We rep. the South, so what you talking about
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I¡¯m not running off my mouth, I know this without a doubt
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¡®Cause if you know these streets, then these streets know you
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When it¡¯s time to handle business, then you know what to do
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Me and my crew, we stay true, old skool or new
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Many were called, but the chosen are few
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We rise to the top, what you want? Just in case you forgot
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Rush the stage, grab my mic, show me what you got
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b-section:
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You didn¡¯t know, thought we was new on the scene
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Well, it¡¯s alright! It¡¯s alright!
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I know you know, I see you smiling at me
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Well, it¡¯s alright! It¡¯s alright!
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chorus:
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Boom! Here comes the Boom!
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Ready or not, here comes the boys from the South
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Boom! Here comes the Boom!
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How you like me now?
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bridge:
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Is that all you got?
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I¡¯ll take your best shot.
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boom
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P.O.D |