The Surgeon General of Chilltown, New York
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Has determined, that the sounds you're about to hear
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can be devestating, to your ear..
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[Erick Sermon]
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Yeah, uh-huh, huh, Long Island
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Queens.. Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan
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Staten.. Y.O., uhh
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Yo, E-Dub, I come from the gutter
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The Ving Rhames of rap, it's guns or butter
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I make things happen, rappin
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The game don't wanna act right, we kidnap it
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(Get on the floor!) Rob it like Napster
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There's gonna be slow-singin and flower bringin so call the pastor
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The Roger Moore of the rap game
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He's 007, I'm E-Double the veteran, the name
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(Erick!) The way I do it is Mean Joe
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Green Eyed Bandit, nigga check the pamphlet
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On my CD, you won't hear the same
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It's two special guests, and the rest is my name
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You won't hear the bling, or the champagne - nuttin
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You won't hear a nigga on the microphone frontin
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And no love songs, I'm not serenadin
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I'm just narratin the streets on my beats
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I'm a New York nigga, and Strawberry's home
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That's a New York nigga, and it gets no bigger
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Go figure; ch-ch-check out, check out, check out "My Melody"
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Bittin niggaz' style that's a Jayo Felony
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I'm a rap pioneer what you tellin me?
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This ain't hot in the street, so what you sellin me?
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That's a bootleg rap, shake dance Duke
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You a fluke, got proof and that's that
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[Chorus: Erick Sermon]
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Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan (uh-huh)
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Chilltown, my nigga what's happenin?
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"Chilltown, New York" (chill.. chill.. chill..)
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It was all good just a week ago
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Suffolk, Nausau, Yonkers, Staten
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Chilltown, my nigga what's happenin?
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"Chilltown, New York" (chill.. chill.. chill..)
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[Erick Sermon]
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Yeah, why didn't you make your own music?
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You thought Down South records'd do it - nope!
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You're you, and that's them
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Look in the mirror, that's you, and that's them - find yourself
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If 'Pac came back he'd be a mad muh'fucker
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Now all y'all proceeds should be goin to his mother
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{?} get your money, your career was cute
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But y'all hoes will soon be exposed, open the doors
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The Don King of the rap ring, I bring the mic
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Promote the hype, be in Vegas that night, let's fight!
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Ding, there's nuttin more to it
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I'm takin back the city and that key you got to it - yep
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I'm the first one to bounce Down South
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A-T-L in ninety-two, I took that route - uh-huh
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Real recognize real
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Def Squad regime, the rap supreme, that's my team, yeah
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[Chorus]
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