the joy of children laughing, these are the makings?
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1..2..its like this..Little Brother, Pete Rock, another sure shot, another banger
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soul survivor, Part 2?for me and you, lets get it.
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(chorus)
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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(verse one)
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Master of ceremony
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Controlled territory
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It's tay, the mad journalist always trying to write a better story
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And laying tracks cause it's better for me
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Calm but predatory, sun niggaz even when the weathers stormy
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My crew is down to do whatever for me
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Got my back like scoliosis when I'm handling mine
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Find it hard though to manage my time
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Between the gaming and rhymes, without severing my family ties
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But yo! That's what happens when the world is loving you
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Groupies skipping pills with ill plans of fucking you
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A high price for fame that is non-refundable
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All in the hopes of one day coming out with a double-u
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I know it sound crazy right?
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Even though it's hard sometimes I still got to stay in the mix
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It's Pete Rock on the snair drums and laying the kicks
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And on the real I wouldn't trade it for shit
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Let's get it up right now, come on?
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(chorus)
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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Little brother you controlling it now
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(verse two)
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I got the magna rocks Still heating up the spot
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P.R. and L.B. got that shit for blocks
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HIP-HOP when we walk
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HIP-HOP when we talk
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You can hear it our slang, and see the New York
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We bought back 94 when the music was pure
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Everybody made jams 93' and before
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Hearing ?Illmatic? first on the trip to the store
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Lost my mind but I knew it was that we had to work toward
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Forward?On we move now, my life is the roof
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Putting the pen to the pad when it's time to spread news
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Daily digesting some more wack shit
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Mother-fuckers better stick to the script
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We need you back Jay
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Yall dudes know now we not for play
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You want it funky come around my way
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(For Real) You can choose to rock or choose to roll
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I chose Pete cause he got the soul?yea lets get it going ya'll
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(chorus)
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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(verse three)
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King cobra rapper crew
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Ill Cap-i-tan, never roll a foot soilder
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We push over you pushovers
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Lil pussies need to douche over
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Mass and Gills, scott hare will make em' gush over
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Pussy and poetry two things that's good for ya
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We rock hard just like the hood told us
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That fake shit I never could show you
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We ought to keep it true and authentic
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In they videos trying to walk wit it
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L.B. put the street talk in it
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From right now till the day that we forfeit it
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Just making sure that yall get it in time to put my heart in it
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Little Brother crushing all gimmicks, like what??
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(chorus)
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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I wanna rock with you
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So get on the floor with me
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I wanna give it to ya baby
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Repeat till end
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Give it to Ya
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Pete Rock |