| Ha ha ha ha, and it’s on
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| Once again it’s on, Bizzy the Kid
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| The Midwest Cowboy, in the place to be
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| Holla at your boy
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| When I see-ee, I see-ee, who I be (who I be)
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| Ain’t no adultery-dultery-dultery
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| And it damn sure ain’t gon' be no blasphemy man, holla at me
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| The valley of death, go peak in the shadows
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| And gallop to gallow, the way that we ride
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| Probably think that it’s over the other side
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| Baby divided go peek at the time
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| Reminded to open the people the blind, look at the duty
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| Don’t think that I look at the booty
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| From everything that I was listenin
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| Rippin the tip of the dirty the mind
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| God, how could I know somethin?
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| You know that they tellin me I don’t know nothin
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| They wanted the confident, competent never be pompous
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| The drama they given 'em dozen
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| In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
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| Feelin the love and the beauty is real
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| The beautiful field, remember thou shalt not kill
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| Whenever you need me it’s never exceedin
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| The beautiful lessons and beautiful blessings
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| And daily distressin, not here to impress 'em
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| I’m guessin the expression is plain as steel
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| Look at the metal, the metal, the metal
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| Now let me go grab it before we collide
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| The rhetoric, never be hesitant
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| Never my love, the Lord provides
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| I am what I am, no adultery
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| And who I be when I see-ee, I see-ee
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| I am what I am, what I am, what I
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| Now come in the light, up out of the darkness
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| When I see-ee, I see-ee, no adultery
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| Remember the judge is hard
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| Put up the cards no disregard
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| Yeah, come in the light up out of the darkness
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| Fillin the void, and feelin my noise
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| And feelin the poise and feelin my boys
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| And feelin my voice and fillin my voids
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| Now come in the light, out of the darkness
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| Fillin the void and feelin the noise
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| And feelin the poise and feelin my boys
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| Now look at the temple the Philly
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| Look at him grow, look at the heart the mind the soul
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| We lovin the Lord, the Lord control
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| Get out of the knowledge
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| You know that the brain is just so slow
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| Plant the seeds, now all of the leaves
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| Remember the boss, remember believe
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| Remember the E, never no drugs
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| These liquid slugs, the love is from up above
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| No adultery callin me, baby we ain’t fallin
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| Ain’t know motherfuckin time for that
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| Now don’t you abandon the rules, the rules is quickly focus
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| Say — all in, y’all in, all in, y’all in, y’all in
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| It’s never the time to question, be attentive of the kindness
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| Never the blindness, when they find us spiritually fallin, and pausin
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| And brawlin, the birds keep on flyin, they’re soarin
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| Whether it’s — Saturn or Earth, God please prepare 'em (heh)
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| I am what I am
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| Ain’t no adultery-dultery-dultery
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| When I see-ee, I see-ee
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| I am what I am, what I am, what I am now
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| Ain’t no adultery, when I see-ee, I see-ee
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| I am what I am
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| Now flow with the movement, shakin the dust
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| Now look at the world, now look at the lust
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| I’m praisin the Lord in the name of the Father
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| The Son and the Holy Spirit plus
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| Flow with the movement, shakin the dust
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| Look at the world, and look at the lust
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| Praise the Lord in the name of the Father
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| The Son and the Holy Spirit plus
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| All of his saints, remember the war pain, givin the best we must
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| In the chastisement we must pay attention, that’s what’s up
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| So we tellin 'em baby to realize, the supreme almighty one
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| In the name of the Father, the Son
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| And the Holy Spirit they feelin the rush
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| They feelin the drum, feelin Cheribrums
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| Feelin the love of the Lord is just, plush
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| And all of his workings and the twurkings of us
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| Remember the humbleness, of course we love to play putt-putt
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| And plantin the seeds in us, I’m finna sacrifice the love and the price
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| And the pipe, even the ice, up up, it’s time to shine
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| Anytime, give me some wine, hahaha
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| What a collision, plowin the brain until it listen, no reminiscin
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| Of course I’m pissin I’m feelin pissed, pull out the whip list
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| And I’ve been bitten to the crispiness, drippin in the (haha) blood
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| This is the way we do when we them thugs, now find some religious ones
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| And when I see-ee, I see-eeeeee
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| I am what I am, no adultery
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| When I see-ee, I see-eeeeee
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| I am what I am, what I am, what I am, what I am
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| No adulteryyyyy, when I see-ee
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| I see-ee
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| It’s like the covenant, Moses made
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| With the Lord, and valuable lessons
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| And valuable jewels and the valuable rules
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| Praise God for everything
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| Lean back chillin, everybody wheelin and dealin
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| I don’t have to work or make a million, million
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| Say, lean back chillin, everybody wheelin and dealin
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| I don’t have to work or make a million
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| When I see-ee, ain’t no adulteryyyyyy
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| When I see-ee, who I beeeee (no adultery)
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| When I see-ee, ain’t no adulteryyyyyy
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| When I see-ee, who I beeeee |