| Uh, for the 9−1-0, for the 9−1-9
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| When the sun go down, we still shine divine
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| We still shine divine, for the 9−1-9
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| And the 9−1-0, and the 3−3-6
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| When the nighttime come, that’s how we do that shit
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| That’s how we, that’s how we do that shit
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| Aiyyo, it’s the new fla-vour, the next step
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| Phonte, best kept secret since the AIDS cure (word)
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| I stay raw, whether they bootleg it or pay for it
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| Old school like Prince De Jour when he was hostin
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| Rap City with finger waves on, I put my name on
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| The map through dismantlin embarrassin arrogant cats
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| And battlin because their raps ain’t astonishin
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| Got niggas in the club spittin out they Heinekens
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| Like, «Goddamn it, when that nigga 'Te gon' rhyme again?»
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| He nice with the homonyms — ill flow
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| I guess I got it from my mom and 'nem, fo' real though — who does it finer?
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| This one is for the MCs in Carolina
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| Three in the mornin, insomnia rhymers
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| That say, «Yo, let’s put the drama behind us, just let the beats rock»
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| Start a cipher while the wack niggas eavesdrop
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| 9th's mouth flick it on the beat box
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| 9th always hit me in my sweet spot
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| Go to the crib, drink some Peach Schnapps
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| And doze off to Pete Rock, what
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| For the 9−1-0, for the 9−1-9
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| When the sun go down, we still shine divine
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| We still shine divine, for the 9−1-9
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| And the 9−1-0, and the 3−3-6
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| When the nighttime come, that’s how we do that shit
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| That’s how we, that’s how we do that shit
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| Aiyyo this is for the 9−1-0, for the 9−1-9
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| When the sun go down, we still shine divine
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| We still shine divine, for the 9−1-9
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| And the 9−1-0, and the 3−3-6
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| When the nighttime come, that’s how we do that shit
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| That’s how we, that’s how we do that shit
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| «When the nighttime covers the city» |