| Well yo, some like to sing this, I rather hum this
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| Kick the beat with the help from the drum sticks
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| Add a snare a clap to enhance the rap
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| I never forfeit, get off it, step back
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| Attack a track like a linebacker, I got rhymes that’ll
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| Cut the small talk, chit-chatter, it doesn’t matter
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| If you’re queen or prince or even a king
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| It’s hard to figure a way to believe in these things
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| Goin through tracks and flowin through raps poorly
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| Tellin you it’s time for you to kneel before me
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| I’m not dissin, just eliminatin waste
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| You didn’t get the hint, I meant talkin shit
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| Excuse the beat but I refuse to sleep upon
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| Labels sellin a dream yeah right, come on
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| You couldn’t break the kid, now took a look
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| And while you’re sittin there kickin yourself, son, watch the hook
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| Watch the
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| (Hook)
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| (Hook)
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| (Hook)
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| Watch the hook, it’s designed to catch ya and get ya
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| Don’t try to stray away cause your body won’t let ya
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| And I bet ya by the end of the lecture
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| You get the picture and soon forget ya
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| Favorite, you stay with it long, and just
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| When you thought I fell off I came strong and bust
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| A def LP, please Lord help thee
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| To just stay healthy and live life wealthy
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| Stay in a state where I can’t wait to make
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| Something for ya to feel my aura
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| Hopin I’m dope’n then I start provokin
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| Cause I get ill when the music soaks in
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| Then automatically I rhyme at random
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| The track and my rap — what a tandem
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| It didn’t take long for me to cook
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| Now your heart’s been took
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| Now just stop and look
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| To watch the hook
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| Watch the
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| (Hook)
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| (Hook)
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| The hook is like a knock-out blow
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| Somethin I throw to let you know
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| I don’t play games, so keep your distance
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| Cause I’m persistent, on you, for instance
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| I take aim and if you’re fiendin I’ll be your dope
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| You wanna hang? |
| Here’s your rope
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| But don’t choke (?) or fess or come up, prepare for
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| An everlasting tongue-lashin smashin the floor
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| The hook is like bone-jarring… and you’re co-starring
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| You got tricked and dicked so stick to sparring
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| Follow your shadow cause I never had no
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| Intentions on dissin, it’s the point that you’re missin
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| Must I remind you I’m designed to flow
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| React to the rappin, adapt to the tempo
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| So before I loc’ed up I’m glad you woke up
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| You woulda got broke up
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| Watch the hook |