| What’s goin' on what could it be?
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| What’s goin' on it seems to me
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| A sense of focus focus
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| I know somebody knows this
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| Your life your path your essence
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| Well let me tell you something
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| Poisonous get with this, so come and sit with this
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| I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
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| Why do you say I type lyrical while I conversate
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| Rockin' the mic just for my minerals
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| I take it to the streets for steals pity you
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| Get stoned magical, real, as in my miracles
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| Drip Drop my Hip Hop yo
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| By doin' my kung fu stance on one leg like it was hopscotch
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| Blew up the spot when the sound stops rockin'
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| Like steelin up your nickel bags, well this is tappin'
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| Some MC’s is yappin, and they flapping
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| I listened to your whole album ain’t nothin' happen
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| I get a snap before the blind eyes def ears
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| No need for polish my jewel shines for years
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| (Catch)
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| Yo I make it happen when the sound stops rockin'
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| Soon we get it poppin' once the sound stops rockin'
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| Yo I make it happen once the sound stops rockin'
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| Like steelin up your nickel bags, workers is tappin'
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| Rap senses in, as I begin again
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| Step to me I constellate and I finish 'em finish 'em
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| Realians Vesilians sowinigan
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| Rockin' you in, Hydrogen and Oxygen
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| Pardon me, for steppin' on your moccasins
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| Revealin' statements in here to rock you in
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| Unified nations the viatons
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| Set off the satellites
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| Mark off the first space station
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| Magnificent filament I represent
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| The audiovisual ill shit
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| Brake loose crazy legs
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| Houdini perverted realist
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| And I be buggin' out, (Why's that?)
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| How some MC’s can do all them shows
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| And get all that dough and find time to be thuggin' out
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| No diplomatic immunity
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| Your penalty is perjury
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| For the false uses of the surgery
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| (Catch v. 2)
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| We get it poppin' once the sound stops rockin'
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| Yo, we make it happen once the sound stops rockin'
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| Yo
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| What’s goin' on what could it be?
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| What’s goin' on it seems to me
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| A sense of focus focus
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| I know somebody knows this
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| Your life your path your essence
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| Well let me tell you something
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| Dive into the cosmos, and I float and float
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| No need for vehicles my body’s the host
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| Clear that throat got that flem
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| «Ah ah em»
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| No need for light skills 'cause I build the house on a rim
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| You wanna fathom this, spectacular, blackular, establishments
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| My increments and sentiments is like cement
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| Hardcore deep through the epicenter
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| Speak to a word and clear to a blur
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| You wanna know how we got here?
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| Undifferentiated forms came together
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| (Catch v.3)
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| Yo, we get it poppin' once the sound stops rockin'
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| Yo, we make it happen once the sound stops rockin'
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| Yo, we get it poppin' once the sound stops rockin'
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| Like steelin up your nickel bags, workers is tappin'
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| Yo
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| What’s goin' on what could it be?
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| What’s goin' on it seems to me
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| A sense of focus focus
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| I know somebody knows this
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| Your life your path your essence
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| Well let me tell you something
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| What’s goin' on it seems to me
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| What’s goin' on what could it be?
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| A sense of focus focus
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| I know somebody knows this
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| Your life your dreams your essence
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| Well let me tell you something
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| What’s goin' on what could it be?
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| What’s goin' on it seems to me
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| A sense of focus focus
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| I know somebody knows this
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| Your life your dreams your failures
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| Well let me tell you something
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| Your hopes your life’s your essence
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| Well let me tell you something
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| (fade out) |