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[check me out]
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[check it out, yo] (etc...)
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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{Mike G}
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Explanation of the funk essential trapped in my brain,
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Couldn't do it, make me wonder how a world maintain
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Got emcees frontin total masquerade
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Screamin toast had to touch them up with my blade
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Cut is caught brothers still fallin to this day
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And all is face say why'd have to be this way?
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Five 'cent is the culture
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Make me pop you like a vulture
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Amplify my mic and let the rhyme take the clutcher
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The rains of thr rhythms with some boom boom cat
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Not enough to break your back, just so you react.
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My counteract's my counterpart
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Takin your heart
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You made a move to pull my plug now that ass got sparked
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All I seeing and knowing is my business and I divide to multiply
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And give thanks to most high
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24/7 brothers got to make a living
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Overcome the odds is the only decision
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Cast like my pawn with your third eye vision
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Slip up in the brain raise a sharp incision
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Streets full of clowns trying to rob your part
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When the herb come knocking send them home with a not
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I got my house pumped
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Crunch a problem with my luck
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Coming soft to the hole and get your whole game stuffed
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As we sway the dance halls from heaven to hell,
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As the sun do shine, JBeez rock well.
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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Yo dig it,
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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{Afrika}
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Cut you short and escort you to my innermost thoughts
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Dreams of fighting for my freedom in the most high courts
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But jump shots get blocked and dreams get shatterred
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and when the day turns night, souls get bruised and batterred.
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Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor,
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Got to work your ass off just to show you got flavor,
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Life savers won't help you when your breaking your back
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And Uncle Sam keep talking about rasing his tax
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I look at heaven and see myself rolling in seven or eleven
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So I can recoup this suit that I'm spending
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Pray to god with divine intervention all my life
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Repent for my sins because I don't want strife
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Release from contracts to make new contacts
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The game gets played but still remains the facts
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That I got to wake up and see the brood of charades
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'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade
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Rapping on holy water,
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Looking for divine order
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Life goes on, but still the rhyme gets shorter
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Seal my fate, there's no escape
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But still I'm straight,
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I'm back on track, shaking off the dead weight
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The time has come, for me to free my soul
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Grab hold of my heart and take full control
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'Cause no matter what happens when times get hard,
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I still stand my ground and use the force of God
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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Yo dig it,
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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{Sammy B}
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I'm about to shine like a dime,
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It's time to give me mine,
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My props, casue I'm about to take you to the top,
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Non-stop with the body rock
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I make you forget about your seat and start smiling
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Brothers buckwilding
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And JBeez is always styling
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We bring the raw,
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The real hardcore,
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Giving you more than what you bargained for
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Son, so your ass is best to run when
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You see me coming
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I'm taking it back to the essence,
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Soul tracks I'm blessing
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Pass the mic over here,
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So I can test it,
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Check one check two,
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We's about to set it,
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when the Brothers rock the party, you'll never forget it,
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'Cause
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I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
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I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
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You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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Yo dig it,
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I got so much funky shit insid |