To know the truth is to know the self
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To know the self is to know the Mecca
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Mecca's not a state of mind or a place
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Mecca is a way of life
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It is the answer to all confusion
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The attribute, I'd die for [or Adolfo]
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Abdullah, Mohammed
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Makes way for the return of the Mecca
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Salaam
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Return of the Mecca (whispered 8x)
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Be sure to export the hardcore that came before Columbus
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Discover no other serve the soul on a dish
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Okay means official, kid, not decrepit
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Though the lyrical dynamo set the flow when I do so
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Entice the price with the mic device
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Hit ya slice so precise that you never hurt twice
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Fierce how I pierce when you near the frontier
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A world premiere so put the armor on your gear
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The overlord aboard with the two-edged sword
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Adored and restored, now the young gun toward
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Preserve the herb, never kick it to the curb
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Vocalize a verb, and the return of the word
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Mecca, the reincarnated selector
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From the whole agenda, something to remember
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A richer voice than Robin Leach
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I'll reach with a speech, no bleach so you can't impeach
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Monumentally smooth, I'll prove it sincerely
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To barely when you're near me clearly never sound weary
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Maintain the gravity, assault and battery
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So sweet the repeat you're bound to catch a cavity
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My ability to wreck a facility
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C.L.'s potential, smooth n' sequential
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Deep in every measure, hit the lotto for the beggar
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The midnight wrecker, return of the Mecca
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Return of the Mecca (whispered)
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Uh, understand the Mecca in command
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Part of the plan is the man who built the land He began
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A scripture ripped out the piece of a scroll
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Better the know, yes, a foretold, the beautiful and bold
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Start 'em in Harlem with the motto, the Apollo
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Boogie to me, I'll swallow hollow when you follow
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Stable like a turntable, lyrics I cradle
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No fable, label, or one, my tongue around your navel
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You're comin' to me so therefore the program's Mecca
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The silhouette, a weirder fella, darker than vanilla
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Talkin' about the theoretical, isometrical
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Alphabetical, rebel, a dissect-the-devil
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Unveil a tale in detail, the third rail
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Read it in braille, a bigger male leave a trail
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Now I sink you to the link, that'll make you think
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You's too large to shrink, I need a drink
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And toast to emperor, Mecca said to invent
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To know of a child, work your wiles so surrender
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And never to be lobotomized, the flexin' of the stanza
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But you know the answer when I drop a proper grammar
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Tabasco, the Late Show, flow to make a peso
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I manage to do damage so, honey, get Macco
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Risen from the prison, the division, Black and Decker
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Strictly for your pleasure, return of the Mecca
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Return of the Mecca (whispered)
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Ladies say "ah!," brothers say "oh!"
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Oh, "D" off the black Baryshnikov,
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Takin' it up north, back and forth, never been soft
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Bound to see me swollen like a Beethoven
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Listen, wide open, never tokin', "do or die," my slogan
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Save the sarcasm, I'll hit you like a orgasm
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Back off of that and maybe later let you pat 'em
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Necessary for any adversary to worry
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The legendary, primary, never secondary
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Dip in Peru, overdue in Honolulu
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Now'd if you knew the preview, could bubble like shampoo
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Outclass the mass so we'll look in the hourglass
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No time to waste for those in contrast
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Like the New York Philharmonic, sent to blow melodic
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With the logic I hear like a narcotic
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Put your best to rest, so get your bulletproof vest
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I got the wild, wild west to your chest
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You know the cause of death, so forget the autopsy
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Another got sloppy so I lit it in poppy
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Smooth as Peabo, but don't like Lelo
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For the grand finale I slip on like a Bally
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C.L. and P.R., categorizin' we are
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The soul brother, Mecca lover, funky by far
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The classic fantastic, rip it like elastic
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Here to get drastic, return of the Mecca
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Return of the Mecca
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Pete Rock and CL Smooth |