| Hip-hop love coming at you with a blazing sun
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| Just like a Bran Van giving you some
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| We’ll be the smoothest afrodiziak
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| we’ll be the collest afrodiziak
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| We’ll be the strangest afrodiziak
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| So why don’t you put the record on and wick wick whack
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| We’ll be the smoothest afrodiziak
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| We’ll be the coolest afrodiziak
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| We’ll be the strangest afrodiziak
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| So why don’t you put the record on and kick that track
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| Hip-hop love coming at you with the blazing sun
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| Just like a Bran Van giving you some
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| Hip-hop love coming at you with the blazing sun
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| Just like a Bran Van giving you some
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| (What you thinking?)
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| I’m thinking sometimes things are moving too fast
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| Cuz from the very room I’m rhyming
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| It be looking like the past
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| I know you didn’t ask but fuck it You’re stuck with it you got to try, right? |
| right
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| That’s why your basic love for hip-hop got me suckin this mic
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| I’m like the next Uncle Fester
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| Another media molester with the flex
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| Coming smooth coming strange like grade ten sex
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| We cling to the text corazon through the chest
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| You dis it, you like it, we don’t give a fuck
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| Well just a little cuz we hip-hop
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| Deconstruct, we schmoozing like McLuhan
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| A slightly shy slightly void nappy, crappy, spinal tappy humainoid
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| Hip-hop love coming at you with the blazing sun
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| Just like a Bran Van giving you some
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| Cuz you’re a cruel girl, what a strange girl in a wicked world
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| Cuz you’re a cruel girl, what a strange girl in a wicked world
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| Nothing left to lose and no time to waste
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| I’m feeling kinda funny, think my drink is laced
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| I got these opium queens moving 'round my space
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| I say it’s waste not, want not
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| I think I’ll take another
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| I’m holding all this pain that I’m trying to smoother w With the neon glows that keep me thinkin
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| About my brother and my mother in the city upon the BV sound
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| Bran man got me moving with my ear to the ground
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| With thoughts of cognac kisses for the men in black
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| Like in the front line baby I’ll be at the back
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| 'Cause I’m chilling on these thoughts of you down with me Putting you before the I because it’s easy to see
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| EP got me smoothing for the BV3
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| So let it be baby let it be, for real baby
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| You’re the one for me that makes lovin’so much fun
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| You see, I’m the smoothest afrodiziak
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| I’ll be the coolest afrodiziak
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| I’m like the strangest afrodiziak
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| So nick nack paddywack bring it back
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| Hip-hop love coming at you with the blazing sun
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| Just like a Bran Van giving you some
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| Cuz you’re a cruel girl, what a strange girl in a wicked world
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| Bran Van’s in motion
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| Smooth liquid comin’with the notion and the motion
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| To recollect and check my memories with degree
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| Saying we’s got necessitites
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| These recipes I’ll be giving
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| Cuz freedom’s how I’m living
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| In my life without the strife, who’s pushin?
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| We gots the cushion, so get on your knees and pray to G.O.D.
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| Set me free from this fuckin’ill society
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| For real, north to the south, to the east, to the west
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| Come and bless, Buddha zest got me true to confess
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| Saying yes yes yes yes
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| To the top is where I’m reaching
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| The chronic got me tweaking
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| And I’ll be reaching for the peaking
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| More than you ever fuckin’seen, when I soar
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| Take flight to the skies on demise
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| This youth has grown wise no disguise necessary
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| It’s quite contrary, so proud Mary
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| Keep on rollin’cuz I’m strollin on the uptown sound
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| For real so hold tight to the steal
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| Lyrical assassins saying caps out to peel
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| Yo, Sharp shooters production
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| Bran Van 3000, coming through your housing |