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Uh, uh Ladies and the C-O-double-M-O-N Synonym for fresh, is the emb-lem Hardcore since I was door to Clem and them Cold as the winter when fake niggaz was Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ since P was No a sayin, no gimmick and no mimickin Q down old blocks are bendin in (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and them Pelican brief these on who I be Before the paper and the fame niggaz knew Noble like Dru Ali - have come but few have been to be a true MC You sing wit it, inside you knowin it's wack Young who? I don't a openin act
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Let, let, go It's a festival in hip-hop, we do it Pop bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in staccato Choppin notes for my homies, fuck a And shoes givin dudes the model Think fast, slow, survival is the throttle Your live is hollow, shoulda kept it local over vocals, soundin soft as JoJo With twelve monkeys on stage hard to see who's a gorilla You was better as a drug Feel the passion of this B-boy of it is what you say, and half is style Guess it's time for you to cashin now It's over folks, tell your to put the glasses down Masters now, verses touch the youth a Catholic priest Performances keep me stackin the
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