[Pos]
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Yo.. we bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)
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get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)
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Yo! We bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)
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get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)
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Yo!
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Chorus: Pos
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We run it, HOT! When we over the drums
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To the, TOP! Cause the bottom we're from
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We got the, DROP! On your weekend crew
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cause you're full-time talkin while we peepin your view
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[Pos]
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Rahubat(?), you know my name
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I run my humbleness with fame
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God-body, nuttin plain
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while you claimin shepherd that you heard this
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you, heard this on day first
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Watch my man, he'll make it worse
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Ain't no new click, we still Native
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[Dove]
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Clothes knit, stitched tight, related
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that's the way we handle it
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Pin us up or mantle it
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We on fire you candle lit
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Daydreamin, on a rack
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Get bought worn and brought back
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We sport rhyme thought real tight
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[Pos]
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to gain sizes much bigger
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Life life well, get mail filled with
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checks from sales we deliver
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[Dove]
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Spend a little, make a little
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I want it big like white boy wallets
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Credit delievered, Fed-Excellent
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To my dot com, we on the web like Charlotte's
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Hornet, back her up, she too much on it
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Your plastic ass'll get swiped
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past the limit see you the type
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to get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night
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Chorus
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[Pos]
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while we peepin your view
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while we, peepin your view
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We got they eyes on lock
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Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you
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[Dove]
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Look ma, I'm still rhymin
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Baby boy still providin
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Breakin bread in four states
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Makin these struggles get gone
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Private eyes, I see y'all spyin
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You watch while I clock
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Fertilize my brain data
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Makin accounts grow green like the front lawns
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[Pos]
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Yo I may be old school
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but I'm not no old fool
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Heard out your mouth words flee
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bout "These niggaz ain't nice"
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You just barbershop talkin
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while we round the world walkin
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B, you ain't D.M.C.
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You slip and fall on my ice
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No lyin, straight shinin
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I give you supper from my upper diamond
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You got limbs so climb in
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[Dove]
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Yo, soak up what you find-in
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We too pure for you to try
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You sniffin maybe's and if's
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[Pos]
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And if "if" was a spliff
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Man we'd all be hiiiiiiiiigh-iiiiiigh.. iiiggghhhhh..
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[Dove]
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.. but it's not, so sober up
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You flashin out like you paparaz'
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You'll need to take a liver shot
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to feel the heat on how we runnin it, YO
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Chorus 1.75X (minus last line, 2nd time)
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[Pos]
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cause you're full time talkin while we, while we
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while we lettin you know I'm in a
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certified rhyme meadow for days
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If you ask Mercenary bout this shit, it pays
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Hitting Willie Mays style out the park
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Mastering in this +Art+ that's +Official+
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Your ears absorb this like tears, on a tissue
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cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp
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Distinct like E-Double's lisp
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L.I. alumni, wonder why I got it
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Got it? Get a piece
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Got product that you all should own and not lease
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Some say drummers play synonymous with ill
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with wordplay, that keep us all paid like a bill
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We're the parent company
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You the sub in my D-I-vision
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You don't know how.. {*words fade out*}
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