[Intro: Sample Of Lil' Fame]
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Sing Like Bilal!
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[Joell Ortiz (Sample Of Lil' Fame):]
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Uh! Uh! Y-Y, Y-Y-Y-YAOOOWWWWW!
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J-J-Joell Ortiz, yeah (Sing-Sing like Bilal!)
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Oh! Aiyyo Flex I got the kite, I was tuned in saturday night
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Heh heh! You hear these guys?! (Sing-Sing like Bilal!)
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[Verse 1:]
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You remove the big label that be backin them (Uh)
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The moistened nine, ice the fake platinum
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And bring it back to rap I will flatten them
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I'm the best across the board like Tat and 'em
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New York, If you feelin like me then you tired
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Of listenin to liars, wishin it was fire
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But none of them is hot not the flicker of a lighter
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I'm about to blow up in they face Richard Pryor
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Your industry buzz ain't valid on the streets loser
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We don't care about them mags and them weak rumors
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Your secret wack parties with free hookah
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Ev'rybody walkin 'round tryin to be cooler
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Nah! See I be where they keep ruegers
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You ain't got to be in beefs the police shoot ya
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The ox will give ya a I'll buck fifty
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New rappers is cool but we still bump Biggie (Baby)
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I walk and perfects with a I'll one with me
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Fitted to the side on my Brooklyn shit
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No V.I.P. I ain't shook for shit
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I'm at the bar like afrter push ups and dips
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As for this mic they don't want nothin (Why?)
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'Cause I eat 'em for breakfast, oatmeal cornmuffins
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Lil' insects y'all all buggin
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Flex I got you, next time I'll call up and record somethin
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[Chorus: DJ Premier scratchin]
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W-When you hear-W-W-When you heard me rewind me
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From the city where niggas known for puttin in work ("Xzibit")
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I-I-I-I make 'em nervous, I do it on purpose ("LL Cool J")
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W-When you hear-W-W-When you heard me rewind me
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From the city where niggas known for puttin in work ("Xzibit")
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This here serious ("Erick Sermon")
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Sing-Sing like Bilal! ("Lil Fame")
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[Verse 2:]
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Check, I see your mouth movin, but you ain't sayin nothin
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Ya boy's speakers all heat like my neighbor's oven
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If I'm ANYWHERE near a mic, then I'm claimin somethin
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I can't resist "The Temptation", David Ruffin
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Hah! Who feelin froggy? Hop, kiddo!
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I see to it Miss Piggy is a chopped widow
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Before I saw gwap from Joell features
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I had the corner on lock, Darrelle Revis
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It's so I treat rap like coke, bet it
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You want lines, gimme mines, homie no credit
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Y'all was hyped about homes like, no sweat it
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He turned out to be a "Bus", Jerome Bettis
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I'm on my chiro shit now, "back" at it
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Steady spittin that crack, I'm a crack addict
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The belt sittin on my wiast, take a crack at it
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My craft'll put you to sleep - hehe, Craftmatic
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Sing Like Bilal
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Joell Ortiz |