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What would you do if we put it all together
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In the form of living legends
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On an album all together?
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Would you buy it? Would you try it?
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Would you raise your hands high?
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Would you recommend performance for something that's so enormous?
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Why fight it? It's right about now, we taking over this
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Why fight it? It's right about now, we showing who we is
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The best of our abilities
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A showcase of energy
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Tucked into your memories for centuries and centuries
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[Murs]
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Only a buck forty five and I talk a lot of shit
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Oh you still don't think I'm tight
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Ask your girl she got my shit
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And she's bumpin #6 (Good Music or Murs Rules the World)
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Like nobody's business
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Got these fools confused like, "Man what is this?"
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I seen him at the open mic with a backpack
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The next day he's on the block in some creased up khakis
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See that's Murs' ability
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Supreme versatility
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One verse to your dome
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Watch it burst unwillingly
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So you should think twice before ice grilling me
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In the back of the club like you paralyzed from the neck down
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But in your heart you know that you're feeling me
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My crew be killing these crowds on the regular
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My CDs ringing up loud at the register
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Considered to be well endowed
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If you measured the
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Strength of my click by the
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Length of my dick
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We'd be larger than life plus a tenth of an inch
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[Aesop]
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Ya boy bull rushes the track
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When the percussion's fat
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In fact the rhymes I recite
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Might help you find the light, or get ya lit
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Smoked, words provoke
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Jokes to get their shit together whether your hot or not
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Ya got ta get off ya ass man, stay ahead of the class
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Aesop ready to blast off outa there, I'm gone
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When the vibe is wrong I can't even fuck with that
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Livin' like a fat cat
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Man I'm barely livin' off this rap music
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Y'all, no need to abuse it
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No need to be a busta, just ta gain respect so
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Get ya best flow outa ya back pack
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I don't fuck with MCs comin' with wack raps!!!
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[Scarub]
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I'm running with the will to win
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As well as the discipline
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Sprinting in this competition
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I'm racing time, competitors
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As well as myself
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Jogging with a stealth pace
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Definitely one to place in this race
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Catching up to men
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Maneuver around them
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Then drowned them in the dust
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To win is a must
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Powered by Living Legends
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Sponsored by Heavenbound
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My name is Scarub
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I got a question for ya
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[PSC]
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P to the S to the C
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By request to be fresh equals how I rap on sequence
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With 16 bar verses and very little curses
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And an aptitude for chorus that makes me quite important
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At your service
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I'm ready, kinda nervous but I'm ready
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But first I gotta please me and I've mastered that believe me
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It's easy!
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5 finger romance with the mic hand
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Stand back, I'll bust in your in face cuz I planned that
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I ban rap artists who consider they selves the hardest
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Regardless of the make up I always slice the cake up
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Ya edible, icing, enticing to my eyesight
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But everything that glitters ain't gold, you best to come tight
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[The Grouch]
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Well I'm the good rhythmic, outstanding, underrated
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Cool human
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Naw that's kind of played
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I'm underpaid
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The best at my trade
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A little afraid
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Been gypped too many times to believe in what you said
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I prayed hard had my hopes up, guard down
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Gained a yard lost a mile so I don't smile
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Pile it on cause I'm used to it
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I like to format the song and spit the truth to it
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[Eligh]
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He's the man on the mountain
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Staff made of lightning, smoking
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Writing poetry on a broken piece of oak
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It's premonition
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Self conversation on an amplified station
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Radioactive finger strides all across the nation
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I hide in complication yet it's simpler than this
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Many rock microphones across the globe
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But not quite like this
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In the nightlife many catch a case
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Catch a cold or catch a disease
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But I'm married to the microphone
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So I'm immune to weak MCs
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So bitch please
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