[Hook:]
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Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly
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Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody
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Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty
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Yo, it's a fucked up job but somebody's gotta do it
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Somebody's gotta come up with a plan
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And be there when the shit hits the fan
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I hope ya'll out there understand
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Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it
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[Riq Gees:]
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Yeah ya'll, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist
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Raw, that's what every soldier in my collective is
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Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist
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My level headedness make it come off so effortless
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The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish
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Back setting it with the answer to your deficit
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My track record is hot shit, consecutive
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Smug, I got game just like a record executive
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A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen
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A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling
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Bet on Black
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Bet these cats that's all gelatin
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Will fall back spittin' them raps that's unintelligent
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Raps that cap, rabid rattlin' out the gattlin'
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Crippling rhymes whistlin' past, blow you back in
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Smellin' your blood now I'm huntin'
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Blowin' your front in for frontin' what up cousin?
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Oh, now it's nothin'
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Yo, you can't go beyond a point of no returning
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I flip like my name Turner
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That's for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner
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The raw sojourner for truth
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The mic burner
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[Repeat Hook]
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[Jean Grae:]
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Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited
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Others just rentin' it like rooms at the Sheraton
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I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in-
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And y'all cold like a show in the Netherlands
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Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves -
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So I don't form pals - conform to norms - morals different
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Gifted - use it to shift shit a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I'm liquid
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You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell
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They'll just richochette nigga aura's hard as hell
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Before there was ain't hard to tell
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The mic's cycle coincided right with mine as well
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Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight
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I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate
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I scraped barrel - even dined up on wine and steaks
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Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased
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The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots
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Will get smaller as I approach - so watch your stash box
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Fox logo if your fave is local
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Get bruised till you're the color of the Laker's logo
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This is work niggas
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[Repeat Hook]
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[Mac:]
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I made it - ain't nobody believe in me
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But this rap game is like selling coke legally
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Ain't no innovations - that takes concentration
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Nigga's celebrating not knowing the time they wasting
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Killin' mics is one of my aesthetics
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Rip very live so I'm an entertainer like Cedric
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Shit they play on radio's now give me a headache
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Can't slow me down I know where I'm headed
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The profit on kill if you let it
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Nigga's feeling energetic
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Wanna rumble - guns will come out
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Here come the paramedics
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I'm just trying to live like I've Devin
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Tired of my people failin'
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We all sin - the devil, what di I tell em
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Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy
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I see things vividly, ya'll vision is blurry
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Even if you hate - through my music you gone love
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Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly
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[Repeat Hook]
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Somebody's Gotta Do It
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The Roots |