[Intro:]
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Aight now ya'll, attention please, summer vacation is officially over,
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(That's right)
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I hope ya'll did all ya swimmin',
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(Ah huh)
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Went to the pools, went to the beaches,
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(Ah huh)
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Played dominos, and fucked with the bitches,
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(Word)
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Muthafuckin went to the amusement park,
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and got on all the high rides,
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(Yea)
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Got ya thrill on, cause ah,
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(What?)
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School is back in session,
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(Yaowww)
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[Verse 1:]
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I ain't tryin' to bring New York back,
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I'm just a breath of fresh air,
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That good ole' New York rap,
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Slick talk to the track,
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C'mon who brought that,
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To the game,
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Graffiti all on the train,
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Get up your name,
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I don't feel how I used to feel,
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I'm in my 20's,
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So a new Nas joint used to give me the chills,
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In the barbershop tryin to cop a new hot tape,
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The Rob Lowe's is crazy,
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The duhops greatest, Hip Hop (Hip Hop)
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And yes I'm a fan first,
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If you from the south and you snap til' your hands hurt,
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If you from the west W's in the air,
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If you from the east coast act like you from here
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The good ole' 2 step,
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The classic head nod,
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The thirsty ice grills
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Who wants to get robbed? (robbed)
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That was the energy in the club,
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On the real, that was the energy that I loved,
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[Chorus:]
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Aww, man, this is, (Hip Hop)
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Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop)
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I wake up (Hip Hop)
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Go to sleep (Hip Hop)
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Dream bout (Hip Hop)
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Cause I am (Hip Hop)
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Aww, man, this is, (Hip Hop)
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Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop)
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I wake up (Hip Hop)
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Go to sleep (Hip Hop)
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Dream bout (Hip Hop)
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Cause I am (Hip Hop)
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[Verse 2:]
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I ain't tryin make you dance I just rip beats,
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But the soul in my voice give you quick feet,
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I don't know what it's like to not dig deep,
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When I'm holdin' this mic,
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I don't just beat pip squeeks,
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The tides come in and the earth shakes,
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200 mph wind I'm your worst fate,
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Birthdate,
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July 6,1980,
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How can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy,
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Awww, man, I gotta think the lord,
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Cause with this pen in my hand,
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I don't think that hard,
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It just happens,
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Wrist action classic in the making,
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I kick back, and just laugh I'm happy that I'm amazing,
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Look at me, gaze into my eyes, see the poverty,
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Now understand why me and this music gotta be,
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It's something that's inside of me,
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And I can't shake it,
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So I embrace it,
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And let ya'll taste it
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Hip Hop
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Joell Ortiz |