| Our house is in the middle of the street
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| I’m a talkin' head, talkin' head
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| Splittin' speech, Hungry like A Wolf, Where’s the Beef?
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| Beef eater gin, in-toxicant, men-tal
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| Alternate, end-ings, opposite trend Zen
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| Copperfield, pen bend, topple and kill end men
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| Send them, in wind, tremblin', off of them skills (skills, skills, skills…)
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| My copper top is poppin' tops (tops), the heat keeps flowin'
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| Energizer bunny, ain’t it funny, how I stay so ever ready
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| But I never see the money (money, money, money…)
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| Money never makin' me
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| I make it, come inside and take a seat
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| It’s vacant, Ego Sonic, inner space
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| The sacred sequel on again
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| Erase and cease the hatred season
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| Of the drums of war of sages past
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| Are speakin' through the ancients
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| Speakin' through the, speakin' through the ancients, speakin'
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| (speakin', speakin', speakin'…)
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| As a kid, I was Harry Potter-like
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| Not locked in a room but on the streets, they poked fun and took my bike
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| Until I chose to write, spec-tacular, vernacular, spells, for the fight
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| (fight, fight, fight…)
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| In the
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| Middle of the class
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| I was writin' my secret agenda
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| Getting' a bl-ast
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| From ignitin' my deepest surrender
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| A bit of chastisement
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| I may have gotten from teachers
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| When the
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| Classes were done
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| Masses were stunned, I pass it on
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| (I pass it on, I pass it on, I pass it on…)
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| I be flingin' stones at yo' dome and yo' Jet-son
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| And Elroy’s El Dorado drivin' while the sun sets some
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| Back seat, fulla cotton candy, beer, and bubble gum
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| (bubble gum, bubble gum. bubble gum…)
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| Summertime in the city
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| Pity rappers fallin' to the Ego Sonic War Drums
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| Ego Sonic War Drums, we so hard — RUN
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| Beatin' on yo' door come, try and get SOME
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| You’ll get trampled, tryin' to sample, end up gettin' NONE
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| Ego Sonic War Drums, we so hard — RUN
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| Heeey ya, raise the bar to another level of rhymin' again
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| Maaa-jor daaays of, verbal assault tactics that get
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| Waaaay out, Blazin' the bow again to set new trends of flaa-va, Déj-ą vu
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| We blowin' 'em up wit' the way we slaaay-a
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| Saaay ya praaa-yeras
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| Set in the head of the rappers we SLAAY-a
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| YAAAY-A, HI-YA, HI-YA, HO!
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| Come on in-SIDE and try the flow
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| Creepin' up on yo' mind just like a SPID-A
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| KIND-A slow, SHINE and FLOOOW
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| Sparkle and rock until I can’t SHINE NO MO', OHHH!
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| Low and beHOOOLD, FOOOE
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| Animal instinct comin' out of the SOOOUL
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| Chief Coyote, Blackfoot, Savage NavaHOOOOS
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| Scalpin' yo' top and rock out the spot, off the top knockin'
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| And then I frolic about the DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUGH
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| Just because we out there, doesn’t mean we don’t care
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| Respect our clout, yeah, Gift of Gab dope, yeah
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| P-E-A-C-E, yeah, E-S-W-D, playa
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| Arrows flyin' everywhere, Ego Sonic warfare
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| Peace pipe, puffin', arrow stick you in yo' stuffin'
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| OH-WO-WO-WO-WO-WO-OW, think I’m bluffin'
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| Jumpin' off my horse and runnin' up on you ain’t nothin
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| I don’t have no rifle, I just throw my hatchet in yo' face
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| Catch it, get an eye FULL
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| Hear them drums? |
| Battle sounds! |
| See that land? |
| Battle grounds!
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| See the men? |
| Battle rounds! |
| Hear me now, man down!
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| Bows UP, clear the section, roll out a winner
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| In my Ego Sonic head dress in
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| And for you dum-dum opponents, hope you learned yo' lesson
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| (learned yo' lesson, learned yo' lesson, learned yo lesson'…)
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| Chief Apache drummer, tipi dweller, eagle feather bearer
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| Chalice lighter, inner fire starter, worship Mother Nature
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| Mohawkin' egos clawin' beak seems to bear it all
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| Seminole, Blackfoot, Mohican, and Choctaw
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| Choppin' ya, scalpin' ya, offin' ya, moppin' ya, falcons are
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| Flockin' around you, wreck shop while I’m poppin' at Pocahontas
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| Death it won’t fall upon us, as long as I’m Geronimo-an
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| Keepin' the heater flowin', you know they ain’t into throwin' 'em
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| Burnin' the tip of the Arrow, the temperature’s blarin'
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| Your endin' is near when we hit you wit' THIS, then you’re perishin'
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| (perishin', perishin', perishin'…)
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| Cherish everyday light, light
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| Couldn’t picture livin' life in the dark right, right, right?
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| Ear to the ground, I hear 'em comin'
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| Do you really think they comin'?
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| Ego sonic, hear that thumpin'
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| Do you really think they drummin'?
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| Do you really think they comin'?
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| I can see 'em!
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| HERE THEY COME!
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| If they catch us, they gon' kill us
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| Wouldn’t want to be us, RUN! |
| (RUN, RUN, RUN…)
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| Ego Sonic War Drums, we so hard — RUN
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| Beatin' on yo' door come, try and get SOME
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| You’ll get trampled, tryin' to sample, end up gettin' NONE
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| Ego Sonic War Drums, we so hard — RUN |