Check
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Uh huh
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Check check, y'all
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Yo Whitey Ford's the name
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The Hunchback of Notre Dame
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Couldn't get more bent
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When it's time to represent
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I control it like rent
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In a slum tenement
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Life's hard like some men
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In the concrete jungle
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I don't smoke jumbo
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So whatcha knockin' for
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There's locks on my door
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We rock from the floor
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To the ceilin'
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Ain't no drug dealin'
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Ain't no gat peelin'
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You can't fight this feelin'
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[Casual:]
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Weeeell, My style's golden
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Hot like molten rock
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Niggers come bold
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But leave here holdin' jock
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High roll patrol
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Roll through the set on fifth
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Arm's solo
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Sippin' momo with a chick
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Niggers take the penitentiary
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Chances at the dances
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Lettin' off shots
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Lit off the lanterns
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Mad 'cause a nigga can't test with no access
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To phatness like this
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[Sadat X:]
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From one story the cowboy was founded
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I'm surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford
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The whole world and your girl
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From the Bay to LA
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To my blue end while
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I ain't tryin' to die
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I'm tryin' to live
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While I cool out
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And pick up my daughter
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When the bell says the school out
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Who the hell brought tools
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In this peaceful event
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Now I can love you
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Front you
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Or we could hunt you
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You played too close
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Take a hit of this dose
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A yes, yes, y'all
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[Sadat X:] A freak, freak, yo
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[Casual:] So fresh y'all
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To the beat y'all
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[Sadat X:] A yes yes y'all
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[Casual:] We don't stop dog
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We keep it rockin' till the panties drop, yo
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[Casual:]
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Uh huh, ha
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I see the rappers bein' ruined
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By you and whoever's doin' that
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Crap, they got me booin'
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In fact, I'm gettin' to 'em
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May an electrical poetical surge
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Give me the urge
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To, consume, the tomb
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And submerge
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The depths of adverbs
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Keep it sickAnalytical
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You pitiful trick
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I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal
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Rhyme style's
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Hip nautical
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Fuck the artical
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The artist is hardest
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To harvest the hard shit
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[Sadat X:]
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I slave till all my work is done
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I'm cashin' in
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Stack up my money for a grand set
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I like them all house parties rockin'
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Plus I'm up in your cozy
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Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes
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Where they supposed to be
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Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh
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Brown skin
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I keep it bouncin'
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I say loungin'
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On the side with red wine
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I know that shit on my floor ain't swine
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Now back it up
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Stack it up
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And hit me one more time
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It might be your phone call
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But check it, it's my dime
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And I know she's fine
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But get off my line
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Or I'll break that spine
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And then maybe your face
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You all up in my space
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Like with Puffy and Mase
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But that's just not the case'
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Cause I'm settin' the pace
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While you followin' and swallowin'
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Savorin' the flavor
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In your audio for now
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Quick suckin' my style
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I'll be the man
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With the large amounts of savoir-faire
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[CHORUS]
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Rock on
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To the break of dawn
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Just freak it
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Ah yeah baby
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Rock on
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To the break of dawn
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Just freak it
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Ah yeah baby
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[CHORUS II (X2)]
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[Sadat X:]
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'Cause it's the funky beat'
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Cause it's the funky beat
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'Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)
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[Sadat X:]
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I'll leave a piece of my style
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Flyin' high up in the air
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And you'll say to yourself
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Damn I'm glad I was there
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This is as rare as me frickin' share
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You people stare
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But behind closed doors
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You will take it there
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Casual:Yeah I be the extraordinare
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Judge from Bayfare
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To Albee Square
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Tell me where the party at
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I'll be there
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Let her hit the coney at
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Show her where to rock the pony at
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I be the man
|
With the large amounts of sapphire fare
|
I'm about to cut loose
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My dog so you all best beware
|
You can dance with flare
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And get out of your chair
|
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear
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[CHORUS]
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[CHORUS II (X4)]
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Funky Beat
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| Everlast |
