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Yes..check me out like this yall..and then like that yall
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Mr. Man up in ya area
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(la la la la la la laaaa)
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It's like that Brooklyn is makin' noise yall planet
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Earth is makin' noise yall
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(Mr. Man verse)
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come follow the leader
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as I feed the info into your recorder
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mr man is coming through more fluidic than running water
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since I
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foretook my form
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my status is not the norm
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the pattern has been reformed
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so lyrically
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I swarm to be specific
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I build the most terrific electrifics
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verbally im gifted and
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mentally scientific
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get it
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embed it
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let it enter your brain or vice versa
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coz with my mind
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I keep each line on point
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like a cursor
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so you should never oppose
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the flows
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that are choose by the pros
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who compose
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and speak lines
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to blow weak minds back to the essence
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my presence and appearance
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lessens the interferrance
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so rappers would have no clearance
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so realize (realize)
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we the guys that penalize
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as we analyze and sanitize
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the minds of those that vandalize the earth (the earth)
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ever since the birth of time
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I've been waiting to get inside your mind
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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(maaayyyybbeeeee
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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or maybe not..)
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(Lee Majors verse)
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every dollar you save is a dollar you have earned
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coz in the school of life
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it's all about what you have learned
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too many people in the world do not seem concerned
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so when the roof is on fire
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sometimes you got to let it burn (let it burn)
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so many people nowadays have twisted views
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they really have no choice
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coz they never had to choose
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win or lose (lose)
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I think that they will all stay confused
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about the fact that responsibility is on you (it's on you)
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they be complaining about this and that
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talking 'bout
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they bring the drugs in and they bring the gats
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but yo
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who are they
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and why do you always place the blame on somebody who
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dont even have no name
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it seems to me like all these people claim to be the victim
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acting like the whole entire world is out to get them
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stand up on your own
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and prove that you are grown
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because the life that you save may be your own (ya big dummy)
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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(maaayyyybbeeeee
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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or maybe not..)
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(Mr. Man 2nd verse)
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with every rhyme
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I try to fit my mind between the lines
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but it seems to be too broad for
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the confines of the design of the paper
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over which I'm writing this monologue
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or should I say the autobiography of
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this emcee (this emcee)
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sometimes I stand in front of the mirror
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just to see the world a little clearer
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as the future gets nearer
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coz presently it seems I can't escape my desinty as
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a real-life super mc (mc)
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(and it's like that yall)
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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(maaayyyybbeeeee
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(la la la la la la laaaa
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or maybe not..)
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every single day
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time passes by
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time pass by
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every single day
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every single day I watch time pass by
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as time passes by
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every single day,
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it's like that yall
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Maybe
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Da Bush Babees |