[Intro: (DJ S&S), Slick Rick]
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(Uhh check it out..... S&S......
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with the ruler '98........Def Jam.....)
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And here we are, in the phase again
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That ol' funeral music, is he goin to heaven or is he goin to hell?
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I don't know, he's right in the centre, y'knowhutImean? (Uhh uhh)
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(Uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh huh, uhh-huh c'mon
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Uhh-huh yeah, uhh-huh c'mon, uhh-huh '98 c'mon.....)
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[Verse One:]
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Nigga no way rap better than, act better, that
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veteran of rap *?ceteran?*
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Brung on, motherfucker sung on, run on
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Come on, go and have fun on, run on
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Immediate considered, no he really ain't
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The main ingredient, comedian, must be obedient
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Reason why the player who away a few, say that too
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cos no one else can talk shit way I do
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School kid, the cool slid
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and I rule wid, still shoot wid my 2, kid
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Ain't no way on Earth to faze Rick, the man plays with wit
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Eras-ed the man amazin the bassin
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Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin
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Better spin like slavery when I order him
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Rejects creep yet keep step
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Every borough, every state, every country in deep check
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[Chorus:]
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Mack all of it, controller shit, catch hold of it
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How you gonna move Slick when cats like solo Rick?
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Accept, yet no chances that they make plans
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to wreck and make a nigga, breakdance the record
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I turned and learned this sequel I burned went
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urgent, mad white people like servin
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Interested with, gets congested with
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clowns, haven't made a record, impress the kid
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[Verse Two:]
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No entry, let's keep a hood rhymin shit (A-party people)
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Are you tryin to have yourself a good time or what?
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No stressin you, type of beat bring out the best in you
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Allegeble, ruler came to add a touch of bless onto
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Niggas think they bashin me, his majesty
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of garbage and never were no match for me and actually
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many a girl catch the fever
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and I don't need anyone else rap with either
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If this is based on skill, kill anybody will
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affiliate Rick real to Hicksville
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Same ruler movin cowardness out of this
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Never out powerless, devour this and now it is
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time for one to leave upon impeach
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Help teach all men how to live amongst each (KnowI'msayin?)
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Although a lotta creep yet keeps
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Every borough, every state, every country in deep check
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three:]
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The bounce men, S&S sound bend
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Listen up kid, an important announcement
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There's a rapper I know many interested in
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named Rick, no rapper alive could mess with him
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Lace records all audience roar to
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Grand of a show, skill on the dancefloor too
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Freakin awesome, of course I'm married
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High school broads keep your drawers on
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cos this one in perf' case
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Guaranteed to make you break fool at the work place
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Diligent, shout as Mr. Militant
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Allow me to do my thing, it's all brilliant
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Although sometime the reign may slip
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can't skip my part on the hu-man tip
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Ain't shit, you rejects creep yet keep step
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Every borough, every state, every country in deep check
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[Chorus]
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[Outro: DJ S&S]
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Slick Rick and S&S now, c'mon
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Slick Rick and S&S now, c'mon
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Slick Rick'll make ya move your butt, c'mon
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S&S'll make ya move your butt
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Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
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Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
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S&S and Slick Rick'll make ya move your butt
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Slick Rick and S&S'll make ya throw your hands up
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S&S and Slick Rick make ya move your butt
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S&S'll make ya throw your hands up, c'mon
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Slick Rick'll make ya throw your hands up, c'mon
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S&S'll make ya move your butt now c'mon
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Yeah c'mon, yeah c'mon
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Yeah, S&S and we're out, OOOOHHHHH!!!!!
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Impress The Kid
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| Slick Rick |
