[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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Listen; I am the sun, I am the sea
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I am the land, I am the tree
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I'm everything you want to be
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Cause I be struttin' like a G.O.D
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Cause I be struttin' like a G.O.D
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Cause I be struttin' like a G.O.D
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[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
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Roll out the red carpet baby the god has come
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No matter who you are or where you from
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Check it I stay be repin the street and reppin the slum
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And while you co-starrin' this movie I star is the one, listen
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You never imagined that I would become one of the most incredible
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Until when ever I'm done
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Notice the god like meet you from when I was young
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Blessed with such a maculess flow and a venomous tongue
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How we keep you holla until you collapse on the lung
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With the biggest followin' the nigga slackin a nun
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Able to move a mountain of niggaz havin then sprung
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Just check out my women but how be havin then strung ass though
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Like how the coke be havin them numb
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Run up in the spot like I was holdin and clappin' the gun
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Now I'm lose for y'all I'm bringin the proof to y'all
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Ballin and speckin the truth to y'all
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
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The chorus is singin' the words that I fill in my gut
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That's why I always step with a bop and walk with a strut
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And I always rep for the block and we all for the bucks
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And we always step in the spot and be all for the cut
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Vallet block two parkin' spots all for the turck
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Bounce to the world when I be tired and be gone for the month
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And it's all for the slut flowin' like a force of the water
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Keepin' it runin so were the niggaz be at
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Well they seein me commin'
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Summers people keep it clapin' women just give me they lovin'
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They way the streets be fillin' the kid they really be buggin'
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Like I'm there dearly beloved my soldiers really be thuggin
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Or how I really be slugging' the ball out the ball park
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Keep them whilin' then ten minutes later then it's sawed off
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Create a small spark then down to the levels to make the walls stark
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Testin' the God I think he be needin' them all off
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge: Busta Rhymes]
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Listen
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I keeps the hustle up in my vain
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Cause it's all in my blood
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Fell my pain
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Fell my love
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Fellin' niggaz struggle till the other one
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[Chorus - repeat 3X]
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Getin' to struttin' like the G.O.D.
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Listen
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[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
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I'm sayin' we comin' through when I'm blockin' the light
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Niggas think they rockin' the crowd but ain't rockin' it right
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Make the people shout to the sound and rock for the night
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Cause I stay in the struggle ready rock for the fight
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I stay whipin' the truck and leanin' and rock what I like
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And quadruple my money more than the block of the white
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We sayin' we bout ?? stopin' your rooms
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How I be rockin' the diamonds like I'm dropin them jewels
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[Chorus]
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Struttin' Like A G.O.D.
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Busta Rhymes |