*featuring Toya
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[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
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When I first started back in 1989
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I was trying to claim games, I was barely writing rhymes
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I was 7 to 8, a little nigga with his head straight
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Never got to school early, always went to bed late
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Grew up with the older dudes, do what your brother do
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It's just so he happen to rap, "Man you think you cool?"
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Ali was my motivator, rapper slash educator
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Kept these boys dedicated mama like we better had made it
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Cuz my first name's paid, my last name bills
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Even though I got a record deal I paid bills still
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And erreybody changed to sell us
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I wish the fans would understand to except us and just us (?)
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I know we blush, on a well-equipped bus
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And money we got enough, at least enough to not fuss
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We still got stress like you
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So in other words little dirty we just like you
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ya know!
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[Chorus: Toya]
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They thought he changed up since he came up
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But he's the same ol' dirty
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Might have switched his game up cuz the fame stuck
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But it's the same ol' Murphy
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Might have switched his friends up since he done been up
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Cuz it's the same ol' dirty
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Might have switched his rims up on his benz
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But he's the same ol'.. Murphy
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[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
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I know you ain't acting front-y (?)
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My fans are like the police they be asking for me
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Ask them do they know me they probably say who cares
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Tell 'em I'm with Nelly they getta coming in pairs
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The fame thing is the same thing as the devil
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People who see you never put on you on a hell of a level
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I once wore scuffed up Air Force 2's
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And this girl said, "That ain't Murphy Lee look at his shoes!"
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See these kids are so smart recognize you from head start
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They be like "I know that ain't you up in Wal-Mart"
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Can't a brother buy his own draws I'm not a star
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I'm a grown ass boy I'm not staying the in car
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But people gonna recognize, they know who you are
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Well if they see me today, they gon' be cool tomorrow
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Cuz I'm a be at Circuit City buying DVD's
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In aisle 3 eating fries from your local Mickey D's
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[Chorus: Toya]
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[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
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Yo, yo, I'm still the same dirty, dirty I still make mistakes
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I know my birthday was the only day a dirty saw a cake
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I'm humble like an African King I appreciate things
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Let me refer you on what's happening then
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In 93, had an idea we really believed in
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94, 95 we began critiquing
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In 96, I think we signed some bullshit
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97, yo we had the number one hit
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98, had to vacate to get our shit straight
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Signed with Cool-to-love to get rid of one of the headaches
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In 9-9, it's when them boys got signed
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and if Nelly don't sell a record then it all goes down
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0-0 thru 0-1 we weren't below no one
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and no one could ever take from or want more done
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0-2, Lunatics sold damn near 2
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So in 0-3, we gon see what Murphy Lee gon do
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[Chorus: Toya - 2X]
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Same Ol' Dirty
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| Murphy Lee |
