[DJ Clue] (DMX)
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New DMX! Funkmaster Flex vol. 4!! (arf! arf! arf!) Do You!!
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[DMX]
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That "T" would help though
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[DJ Clue]
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C'mon, man!
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[DMX] (DJ Clue)
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Here we go again
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Yeah, check it out, y'all
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Check it out, check it out
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Check it out y'all, check it out y'all (That's right! Irv Gotti! ???)
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Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!
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(Funk Flex!)
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Straight Y.O. mother fuckers
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[DMX]
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Now days cats and middleman, little man, ain't controlling shit
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Talk about holding bricks, but ain't holding dick
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Niggas talk real slick, but that's about it
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Soon as I see 'em headed my way, I cut them off quick
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Must you beat me in my head everytime I come through?
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It's shit like, everybody tells me I sound just like you
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But you got me, got me? And you can't live without me
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If I wasn't DMX, you wouldn't give a fuck about me
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Ain't about "Dog I wanna be just like you"
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How about you wanting to be just like you?
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You can do what I do, just in your own way
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Shit, I get niggas that ride big every fuckin' day (I-ight?)
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If you got talent, talent is yours, it can't be mine
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And it take you where it's gon' take you, it'll be fine
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Let me hit 'em with the rewind
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Do you and I'll do me
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To me you'll see how real you'll be
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[Chorus- DMX]x2
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Do you - Cuz what it boils down to it's true
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Do you - Cuz you are held accountable for you
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Do you - Is that really what you want me to see
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Do you - Cuz I'mma do me, truley
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[DJ Clue]
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DJ Clue! ???
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[Damien]
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Hey yo dog, I got lyrics
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Hey yo dog, I got beats (Word)
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[DMX]
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Damn, is this the type of shit I gots to put up with in the streets? (DJ Clue - Holla!!)
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Used to be able to walk, not have to talk to nobody
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Everywhere I go it's like I bring the whole party
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It ain't about tryin' to follow or tryin' to be like
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But if we all see it through the eyes of the Lord, we see a light (c'mon)
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Just let me get a hold of the mic, I'll teach you a little something
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Now the good things that go wrong because of a little frontin'
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Express yourselves, be who you are, umm umm, you're a shining star
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You don't even know what you got inside
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How the fuck you gon' find out, you keep wanting to ride
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Hey yo, I ain't gon' let it slide no more
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You're best to go for what you know
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Can't do you, then what you flow for
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You ain't gon' get there tryin' to be me, dog
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Look through your eyes, see what you see
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[Chorus]
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[DMX]
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Aight, fuck it, you wanna be me? Here's what you do
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Grow up neglected by both parents and still pull through
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You gots to come up fucked up, get treated like shit
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Then have your mother's new boyfriend smack you like a bitch Turn into a killer,
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don't carry shottie
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Cuz the way it's goin' down right now, you gon' kill somebody
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Get a dog, walk the streets, learn what you need to learn
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Better have a cause but because you'll get burned
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You got 15 years without ever coming out
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And beat your fist at the world and what they talkin' about
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Then get locked up every two years
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For two years keep it real, hold back all tears, face your fears
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Become a man before your time, rap but live out your rhymes
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Let 'em know what's on your mind, then you'll get your shine
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In time, everything you hear will come true
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But you won't be doin' me, you'll be doin' you
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[Chorus] (Repeat until fade)
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[DJ Clue]
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Yeah! DJ Clue! ??? Word up! Yeah! Haha! ??? Impala! Y'all know!
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Do You
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