| Who the nicest in the Tri-State?
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| You don’t even know my name and know that I’m great
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| Wait a minute, stop the track, take a break
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| Can you name another as pretty as me? |
| I’ll wait
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| (We been waiting for a minute, wassup?)
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| I rhyme kinda like a line aligned to the dynamite
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| I wouldn’t mind to ignite in a firefight if the
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| Timing is right I’ll try to wipe all in my line of sight
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| I’m bout to blow with this big ol' mind of mine
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| So don’t step, or you might get cut
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| A diamond in the rough with a mic and a midas touch
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| The radio won’t play this if I cuss
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| Well, I guess I’m out of luck, 'cause fuck
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| It’s too clean, really piping up, and I get
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| Too mean, gotta be nice for what, they saying
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| Who’s he, when I’m in the cut
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| Stand back, don’t overfill my cup
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| Do you know what’s up?
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| Uh-oh (oh yeah)
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| Oh no (oh no)
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| Here we go
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| Welcome to the show (oh yeah)
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| Uh-oh (uh huh)
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| Oh no (you better pray to God)
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| Boy if you don’t play that shit, boy play that shit (New York)
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| Play that shit, boy play that shit
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| Play that shit (boy) play that shit
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| Play that shit, boy play that shit, boy
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| Stop. |
| All that talkin', it’s annoying
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| I don’t wanna hear it anymore
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| Get up and on the floor, I’m makin' a lot of noise
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| Some of ‘em like my beats, a lot of ‘em like my voice
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| Heard a call from the void to always be self-employed
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| The reason it’s so good is ‘cause I don’t have a choice
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| Holla ‘atcha boy if you feel some kind of way
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| Let ‘em all watch, don’t give ‘em the time of day
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| Make the people move as someone they can’t mistake
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| I did this shit for free, now motherfuckers’ll pay?
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| I should be paying y’all for thinking that I’m so great
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| And even staying involved with everything that I make
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| I’m coming from the heart, but something is in my brain
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| That’s gonna take me as far as stars in outer space
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| But ain’t shit free, and shit ain’t sweet
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| I turned 18 and became a freak
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| And now I gotta eat, y’all lookin' like a feast
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| And everytime I’m full I always wanna go to sleep
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| So tell me how it’s smelling in the belly of the beast
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| Sip that tea, mind so free
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| I’m so me, I got nothing to prove
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| When I say don’t come at me, I’m looking out for you, boo
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| Uh-oh (phase 2)
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| Oh no
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| Here we go
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| Welcome to the show
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| Uh-oh
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| Oh no (this just the start)
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| Here we go
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| Welcome to the show
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| Play that shit, boy play that shit (boogie down)
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| Play that shit, boy play that shit
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| Play that shit (boy) play that shit
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| Play that shit, boy play that shit, boy (this that new era) |