Introducing C.L. then face defeats
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then I remind you of third street when it was sweet
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See'd us move on and grow to another plateau with me and ....
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Havin that dough
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In the last days when critical times are left
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to deal with my grand daddy's endeavors
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Whut corrected my errors the first shot came in 91
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E.P. done my struggle
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To label this untouchable foundation due in 92 top ten review
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Respect new when that flew They Reminisce Over You
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Had marie too, sporting my Nike's at the door
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Paper saw the Main Ingredient L.P. in 94
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Now it's me the bold coppin toys for dolo
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at ease he'd rather die at his feet than live on his knees
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Don't mistake the forest for trees
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Off course why try and climb a mountain
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A baby walk across in tha military mindset place ya bet
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Ya fumbled all those chicks with the bucks off safety
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Skirt chasin what they rate me in this whole rap affair
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butwhen it really comes down to it who cares
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Like the tortiosse and the hare ya know the race I run
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but ya losin all the nights, let the rabbit get the gun
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Number one wit a bullet and pit named black
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It's the best that ever did it on a Pete Rock track
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Aye yo two cool cats who reclaim the name
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Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth in this here rap game
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But the good news is that there is a crew
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Not 5 not 4 not 3 da two
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In tha beginning let it be like the record spinning
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As a child I stack 45's in a pile blow the dust off
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put it on before I can walk
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Play static on my pop dukes automatic
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I knew I wasn't average music in my bloodstream
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My pops watch his son live his dream
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Now as time flew the original classy rock crew
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Shine through on streets and avenues
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The next chapter you read it MC Shan said it
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Got ta give the man behind wheels credit
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Yes yes y'all BLS and Marley Marl
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The Rap Attack put my talents on the map
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Now it's Pete Rock for days in tha Basement
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As I amaze watch me blow in 98 ways
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I specialize in rap DJ and produce wit more
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Hot Tracks then Carlos DeJesus
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Chorus 2x
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What it look like ain't nothin changed but the weather
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Still riding with C.D.'s and leather roll fives and better
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For all that's folded in ya pocket how long it take
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to reup and clock it, drop and make a profit
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and lay my position with you that we know what to do
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And what not to do here's my crew now you get yours to bare witness
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It's nothing personal it's business
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That's my word which is my bond, behind writing ta step back
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and watch it all tighten stop this fighting each other
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God knowledge ya wis that ya know who the enemy is furthermore
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Don't hide it divide it then X ya squares
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to keep them other cats folded like beach chairs
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Got an eye on that street aristocrat
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Let C.L. show ya where the strengths at
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Turn it up right here or just call the cop
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cuz we on it like this to tha last stop
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The next Humprhev Bogart mastering art
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like a jeweler wit a diamond cutter, take'em apart
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Don't start whut ya can't finish
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when ya bubble wit skills that never diminish
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Ya best team against mine is a light scrimmage
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so play like popeye and eat spinach
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Chorus 2x
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Da Two
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