| EMC
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| Stricklin
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| Punchline
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| Wordsworth
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| Masta Ace
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| One question: What ya’ll been up to?
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| Taking my daughter to school
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| Contact who’s important, recorded by noon
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| Never boring, touring New Orleans in Jordans and jewels
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| The home to my floor and pool, the water is cool
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| Contracts me in fax to my loyal review
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| Whaddap with you?
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| Ain’t nothin', just making joints that cha’ll to coppin'
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| On top of that plenty knowledge dropping', the color popping
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| A sneaker pimps it was more hoppin' with a lot of shoppin'
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| Styling on is not a problem
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| I stay busy, Punch get em
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| Back to hit em with this raw bars
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| Released the album call Underground Superstars
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| Lost friends, reroute had to clean house
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| Since our last CD the scene went south
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| A lot popping, Masta Ace what you got rockin'
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| Hit the studio recording with Ed
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| A&E dropped right when you thought it was dead
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| Man before you had that thought in your head
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| I instead had to keep the fans fed like water and bread
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| Can’t sleep man it move like a portable bed
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| EMC and we forging ahead
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| We ain’t stopping either
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| You may buy us on the low like a (cup?) of reefer
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| But have no fear fam, play it loudly
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| EMC man say it proudly
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| Is us!
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| See the fans were wondering where we been
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| But we’ve been right here, staying busy all year
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| We ain’t go nowhere
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| And the plan still the same we still on in
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| We been right here, staying busy all year
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| We ain’t going nowhere
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| Since the show up, and hustling on the hard ground
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| This rap race I heard it over this hard times
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| In my mind wondering if I should rap or stop
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| Rap or not, I need my space like an astronaut
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| Real shit, Masta Ace what you dealin' wit'?
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| Last year I predicted I was going be on
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| Best album of the year, Son of Yvonne
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| Man, the critics ain’t wanna be wrong
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| But they was way off
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| I stay busy, no day off
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| How about chu?
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| Let me get you updated on my latest
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| While, I voted for Obama
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| Promoted my album
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| People called in Uganda about the open up in Ghana
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| Soaking in the sauna, on a boat in the Bahamas
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| On the ghostly ass piranhas we went doper than Rihanna
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| What the deal?
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| With this lanes and their egos that’s quick to bruise
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| Moping, running round, hoping that Strick a loose
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| Your girl though my lines was slip to use
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| Then I scored, I’m all in your crib dancing like Victor Cruz
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| Light’s out ***** flip the fuse
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| Cuz I’ve been in Germany and South Africa twice
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| Canada too, damn was South Africa nice
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| And I’ve been wanting to go there like for like half of my life
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| Now I did cuz my rappin' is nice, I stay busy *****
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| See the fans were wondering where we been
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| But we’ve been right here, staying busy all year
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| We ain’t go nowhere
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| And the plan still the same we still on in
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| We been right here, staying busy all year
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| We ain’t going nowhere |