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My name is D Nice...
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Taking out you suckers and you don't know how I did it
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Yo this is D Nice and I'm about to drop some funky lyrics on this
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track I
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made up you know what I'm saying huh yea and you don't stop yo
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My name is D Nice although I hate to admit it
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Taking out you suckers and you don't know how I did it
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See every episode remains in this mode
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Very cool very calm there's no sweat in my palm
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I just pick up the mic, precede wit a sond
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I get right to the point, my competition's not long or short
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It's like a sport hanging in the middle
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But now if you're puzzled, let me kick the whole riddle
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That my name is Derek and if I didn't mention
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D-Nice is just a description
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It describes the kid on the mic
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I'm the TR-808, huh, but just call me D-Nice
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I start to think, a very big conscious all around me
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Who will be the sucker MC to try to doubt me
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Is it you, or you, or you, or you, or him
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But I'm like a tree and every lyric is a limb
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You throw it on the turntable, very unstable
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But you gamble because you need that example
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There's a 1000 MC's on the planet earth now
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What is the word you say to get hers
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Some like to explain, some talk educated
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Some like McBoo, he's X-rated
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I like to think of myself as a pure rebel
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A radical thinker on a musical level
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'Cause suckers wanna stop me and girls wanna kiss
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Wherever I go, yo, it seems I can't be dis
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'Cause my name is D-Nice but all the girls call me Derek
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It ran through my crew so I guess I've inherit
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The job of explaining and also retaining
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The fact D-Nice is remaining
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Not a king nor a prince but as a teacher
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Wit dopies like this, I know I'm gonna reach ya
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So now I don't think you should all despise
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This fact D-Nice is on a rise
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Straight to the top like a bubble of water
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It's a slaughter so I think you oughta
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Think realistically, not egotistically
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It's suicide if you even think of dissing me
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'Cause if you try, I'm a make you wait
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To learn the reason I'm the 808, but just call me D-Nice
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I live in the Bronx by the D and the 4
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Writing lyrics, it's addictive, writing more and more and more
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About peace, about wars, about hores
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Breaking city laws to me become a chore
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I wear no jeri curls but I still pull girls
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I don't slur my words when I rap 'cause that's wack, huh
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But in fact, I do not slack
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When I drop the funky, funky lyric on a track
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I'm not conceited when I walk the streets
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And you can tell by the words that I speak
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That I'm not just another brother on the mic
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'Cause the females love me and they call me D-Nice
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Call Me D Nice
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