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we from the school, the school of hardknocks
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who's ready to rock? (ready to rock)
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are you ready to rock? (ready to rock)
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round'n up suckaz, knock'em, knock'em out the box
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Graduate at 13, the streets made me a scholar
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flood the microphone, one by one, hear'em holler
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the sure shoots, rock box, rhym'n on blasted beats
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mics on my side, they call me Hip Hop Along Cassidy
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rap'n catasrophe, but only time will tell
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could we excel and rock bells like LL
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made me feel I was ill, music euphoria
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went to the doctor, D.O.C gave me the formula
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hey young world, the world is yours
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turned my whole wide world into metaphors
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you kept me straight, when times got hard
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so let me reminisce over you my God
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I came through the door, I said it before
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we pioneers, redefining hardcore
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you want more MC's and DJ's
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dues we pays 8 out of 7 days
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in many ways, I've seen a lot go around
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pound for pound from S.D to Boogie Down
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we've been around, bout as round as they come
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from all yes y'alls, to dum ditty dum dum
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see this is philosophy, on the industry
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that there ain't no other brothaz bout as bad as we
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you see my squad stays on point
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rock this funky joint.
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can you dig it?
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School of hardknocks
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| P.O.D. |
