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Yo
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I had to go for mine
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From the bottom to the top is a hard climb
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But hard rhymes beat hard times
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Gimme a spotlight and I'll shine
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Brither than the brightest star
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No matter who you are
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You're outdone
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I won
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And for the coup de grace
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Competition turns into fans
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Like a politician
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My competition spans
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From country to country
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It's never too far cause I'll take 'em all
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From the Shah to the Czar
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The Fu Man Chu
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The Prime Minister too
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The King and the Queen
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My rhymes are so mean I'll do
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A number on the country
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Like never before
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Is it a contest
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Or the threat of world war
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Choose your weapon no half-steppin'
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And let's go
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But if ya steppin' watch ya step
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And step slow
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Take your time change your mind
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Cause steppin' to my rhyme is like
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steppin' on a land mine
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Blowing you to kingdom come
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This ain't Vietnam
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A brother thinks he's ready for war brings him on
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A perilous journey
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You catch a hernia
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Trying to burn me
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Cause like an attorney I'll
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Cross-examine
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Your rhymes of my design
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And I'm styill standing
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Tall
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As the competition falls
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In actuality ain't no competition y'all
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Cause I'm rollin' over
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Rappers like a U.S. tank
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Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
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Get the picture (3x)
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Suckers
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Tried to put me down
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Siad rap was crap
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And wouldn't be around
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Any longer than two years
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But eight years later
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I'm still here
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Fully paid
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Because the rhymes I made
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Made dollars and cents
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I wasn't dense
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I stayed
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Away from drugs
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I never touched a pipe
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When I wanna get high
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I smoke the mic
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I never did white lines
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I only write lines
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And I ain't sniffin' nothing but
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The vapors from hype rhymes
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As I start to float
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On the rhymes I wrote
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Ascending to a level with the gods and I tote
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Loads and mounds of people
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As they reach new heights
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A half-a-mile from heaven is the party site
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And I'm the attraction
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The ods will be packed in
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Coming out of their pockets for me to rock it
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And acting
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Like they've never ever ever been entertained
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They try to act godly but they can't maintain
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Aphrodite would freak
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As her knees get weak
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And Venus would peak
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Off every word I speak
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Zeus would get loose
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Fully induced
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I'll make Apollo's ryhmes sound like
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Mother Goose
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By night's end
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Mercury is so hyped
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He'd spread the word
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That there's a god on the mic
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Captivating all the other gods
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By the masses
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Described as a dark-skinned brother in glasses
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But unlike the other gods
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I ain't a myth
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You wanna rif
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I suggest you take the fifth
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Get the picture (3x)
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Knowledge
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Is the source of my success
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History is the course
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And life's the test
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For those who don't know
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History's repetitive
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Lack of knowledge
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Serves as a sedative
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Makes you relax and max
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The lack of facts
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Holds you back
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The odds are stacked
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Against a weak mind
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Makes a meek mind
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But mine ain't weak
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I got a piece and I'ma speak mine
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Telling you the truth
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I raise the roof
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With rhymes so hard
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I'm bulletproof
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One slip of the lip
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Could sink your ship
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You wanna get hip
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Let's take a trip
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All aboard
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This is the last call
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I ain't a mandate cause
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I'll only ask y'all
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Once and only once
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To purchase a ticket
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Get on the rap train
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Watch me kick it
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From state to state
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And every little hick town
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They'll all be down
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With the new hip sound
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Treating me like more
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Than just a star of the sport
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But more like the judge in a court
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Y'all rise
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And raise your hands in the air
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Pump your fists
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And solemnly swear
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To rock the truth
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The whole truth
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And nothing but the truth
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Not only the youth
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Cause the young and the old
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Are all alike
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It makes no difference
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When I'm on the mic
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For those who can't
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Visualize what their eyes can't see
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You wanna get the picture
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Focus on me
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Get the picture (3x)
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Get The Picture
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Kool Moe Dee |