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You do not dig them, so you say
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TRY THEM! TRY THEM and you may
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Try them and you may, I say..
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[Pete Nice]
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Slave drivers on your dollar bills that builds upon your ignorance
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Significant, you never beat one-two one-two semblence
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Since I ain't supposed, no boastin
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I'm keepin soaps in my mouth like coke stem
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For the silence of the swine, sittin slick on my slim chews
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Liquor on the lamp, sippin booze as a cow moves
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Lose my head over speak of a censor
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Morse code but Three had no family credenza
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Friends of mine align swine on the backstab
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Grabbin greedy, now it's Rikers or rehab
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My walkin stick just flips, it's a stick up
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Misdirected like Charlie Babbitt, mixed up
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Three-fifths, three-fifths, like this
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He used to roll, a man with three-fifths, a man without his soul
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So is this equal or blowin up your ass
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smoke sticks who got your vote and rather slit your throat
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.."
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[MC Serch]
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No no no, green eggs and swine
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But they keep edgin to my plate, I step back and say,
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"Thanks, cause I just ate," not that I would eat it
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even if I was hungry -- all the ills of the streets
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that could have done me in I stay clear of all the evil all the envy
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And ex-homeboys who used to be friendly
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Pretend to be down, but changin real fast
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So heed the word, heed the word of my FOOT up your ass
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Kickin a bone out, castin a stone out
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Makin water ripple but got nothin the middle
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So now you sit there, makin big waves
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Talkin about my ancestors used to be from caves
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It's time to wake up, bake the cake, and turn the page
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For now is the birth, the birth of the mind age
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We you and me -- all in a new time zone
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and give you somethin much better to dine on
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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{I will not eat them with Prince Paul
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I will not eat them with Low Rawls
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I do not like green eggs and swine
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I do not like those 3rd Bass rhymes}
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[Pete Nice]
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My loops and loops and rhymes you never censor
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I'm scramblin eggs on your family credenza
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Attend to your owns or you're blown to bits
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You're eatin green eggs while I'm swallowin the grits
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You sits on your bony ass I'm passin on the rhythm, I give em
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Gassin me, you try to geez I'll SWING em
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Like a 40 ounce the choice is constitutional solutions
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arrest in domes of ignorannce full
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I'm dickin down swine, I stick my neck out
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Give a slap here, and shorty'll put your head out
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Five G's explicitly you see the story tells
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You put a sticker on my record and my record sells
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Sam I am not, with the not but Sam Sever is
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So the critics all think they know what clever is
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I never seen you 40'd up at the corners Pops
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So what a Senator knowin about hip-hop?
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
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"No I ain't gonna eat none of that"
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"Try them.." "Try them.."
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[MC Serch]
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Freedom of speech that is spoken in loose lips
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to those who appreciate large tips, tippin the scale
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Slum is in favor of the man who can't stand the live flavor
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Bob's a jerk and he worked for the ex-friend
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Not X-Clan, but wax get taxed even if it's bland
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Branded for educated street credentials
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And can't talk about life's bare essentials
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Put it to plate, cause the plate they won't deny it
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But won't give you a chance, or even a place to buy it
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Cry for freedom, but music's not free, it's choking
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Could never could ever could say what needs to be spoken
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Put this out, before I depart
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Before I hit the Killdrews, he started with the arts
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I got much much better things, to do with my time
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than to worry about the green eggs and swine "Try them.."
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The green eggs and swine
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Much much better things to do with my time
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than to worry about the green eggs
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the green eggs the gree |