(Intro)
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Greetings, earthlings
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We have now taken over your radioooo.....
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(B-Real)
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Goin' straight through the hole
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You ain't got no game
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I'm breakin' ya out the frame
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Coming through like a train
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Looking to take over the world is my goal
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With my unstoppable crew takin' all control
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You can't get none of this, we're runnin' this
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Well taker, earth shaker, 3 point gunnin' this
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Get out the lane, i'm comin' through
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And if you don't wanna move then i'm comin' right through you
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(Coolio)
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It's like inch by inch and step by step
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I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
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Though eight is not enough, your whole squad better duck
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It's like switch when I bust
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Now you're whole crew is dust
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Comin' through my area, i'ma have to bury ya
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The real scream team on your scream scene
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It's like showdown on the range
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Go tell me who wanna tangle with the
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ghetto witch-doctor neighborhood superhero?
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Chorus:
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(B-Real)
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We want it all (want it all!)
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Unstoppable, we run the floor (run the floor!)
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You can't take none of this hardcore (hardcore!)
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In the game we take you to war (war!)
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You ain't seen nothin' like this before
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all)
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If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
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And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
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If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
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And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
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(Method Man)
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Insane like a runaway train i'm in your lane
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Like it's only 3 seconds to score to win the game
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Came to bring the ultimate pain upon the brain
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Untamed, you won't like it when I change
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And you are type strange
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Make room, manaical monster in the game
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And I got my eye on you
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Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin' down like rain
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You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you
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The Monstar again, i'm tellin' you
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Pass me the rock, now i'm headed to the basket
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Get up out my way is what you better do
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My tactics is unsportsmanlike conduct
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You better ask it
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Don't get no better than this, you catch my drift?
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You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by Swackhammer
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Danger, you're dealin' with offical hoop-bangers
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With hang time like a coat hanger
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Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks
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What up doc? The Monstar funk
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(LL Cool J)
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Lightning strikes and the court lights get dim
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Supreme competition is about to begin
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Above the rim, finessin' and moves is animated
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Once I get to ballin', I can't be deflated
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I'm rugged raw, my Monstars is gettin' money
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When clicks get to buggin', I'm snatchin' up their bunnies (Uhh!)
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Every step I take shakes the ground
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I'll make you break your ankles, son, shakes you down
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This is my planet, I'm bout business
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The best that ever done it, can I get a witness? (Uhhh!)
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Cumulus clouds bring darkness up above
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You in it for the money?
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Or in it for the love, M.J.?
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23 ways to make a pay
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Loungin' in the mothership back around my way (Uhh!)
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I'm 28 light years old
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If the refs get political, dribble like Bob Dole
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Am I gettin' lyrical?
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Daddy, I think so
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Monstar droppin' flavor fluid so drink slow
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Chorus
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(Busta Rhymes)
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Yo, god bless!!
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Pick up your chest
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Here's an example of how I can stress your full court press
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With finesse, I bench-press your stress whenever you test
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We're speed ballin', on the fastbreak just like the pony express
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I'm gonna mingle in your face and take the lid off
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Just use your head and forfeit the game
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You and your team just need to back off!!
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Get off my block, gimmie the ball, I said it's my rock!!
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I'm startin' a line-up by gettin' y'all to bring the livestock
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Throw all your money in the pot
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And make sure you bet all your money on my bank shot
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When we come right through tell me what you really gonna do?
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We'll leave your team name in shame and take your talent from you
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While you abandon your ship, we take your championship
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With nothing left for you to see except the instant replay clip
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| Money spending, goal |
