| Speaking:
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| Yeah, CL Smooth, DJ JS-One
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| Sadat X, there’s nuthin' anyone can say
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| Here we go
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| Yes, yes, uh, uh
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| Sample: There’s nothing anyone can say (X3)
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| Verse One (CL Smooth):
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| I bring a lean with it, toss a little green with it
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| Heavy on my team with it, bust up on the scene with it
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| There’s nothing you can say, we be sipping rose
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| You can quote the whole game but son +I Did It My Way+
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| So clean and proper, that black Sinatra
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| Another showstopper, we let it loose mama
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| In the club with it, circle all the love with it
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| Meet me on the dance-floor, what you think we here for?
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| I’m so excellent, you’re looking at the president
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| You youngins tried to dumb it out but I was more intelligent
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| And so Hip Hop, and so mainstream
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| We talking new cream, you on the wrong team
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| We do it all day, castle to the hallway
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| I came from the bottom up, there’s nuthin' you can say
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| «Nuthin' anyone can say»
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| «Somebody say, say nothin'" — KRS-One
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| Verse two (Brother Ali):
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| What do you say to a man who been to hell and back
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| Escaped out of Satan’s hands with his head in tact
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| Made his own plans when there was no welcome mat?
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| Dog I’ll tell you what you tell him
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| You don’t tell him jack
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| Since you fine time rappers I hurt you motherfuckers
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| I beddie? |
| tuck you under covers
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| I already outlast half of these youngstas
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| Chill catch your breath
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| Ain’t nuthin' you should mumble
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| Still nuthin' come from bumpin' your gums
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| Baby I come where you from
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| Get the hum buggin' begun
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| I was raised on that +Mecca+ and that +All For One+
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| I’ve been training for the record since the story was spun
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| Can run from the culture
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| Either kill or be killed
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| Now let your little bad breath will be still
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| Say nuthin'
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| Speaking:
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| Ah, yes y’all. |
| You are now rockin' with the best of the best y’all
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| JS-1 is on the wheels of steel
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| This is Brother Ali and we in here tonight
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| The great CL Smooth and Sadat X
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| Ha, I snuck my way on this track right here
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| Sadat what up?
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| Speaking:
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| Yeah that’s right, Sadat X
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| CL and JS
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| Verse Three:
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| There’s nuthin' you can say about X
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| Sadat X the great, the godfather
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| See him up on Broadway with the O’Jays chilling
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| I might not had a top billing, but I’m straight
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| I’m cool for travel, the passport is a pass cause
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| There’s nuthin' anyone can say
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| You want to go to gunplay, I don’t think you want that
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| We keep the burners but we don’t flaunt that
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| For eight months I was laid up in the New York jail
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| Only contact by the phone or the mail
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| They didn’t give a nigga bail but I handled it
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| Came home, ate dinner with my baby, it was candle lit
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| No parole, Sadat stay ready to roll
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| JS, hit these niggas with that soul
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| I’m never too old, I won’t stop till I pop
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| Can’t we get past this radio slop? |