| Yo, this what hip-hop is comin to?
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| You can say whatever on the mic and when?
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| Let me see if you can hear me now when I’m doin this
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| Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, E. Sermon and («Kurtis Blow!»)
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| Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| («Turn it up!») Don’t take this serious
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| («One, two, three four hit it!»)
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| Yo check one two, mic’s on
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| I’m well known like the Osbournes
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| Me — I love Kelly
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| See us both in the bed man, touchin bellies
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| This here «Pimp Juice,» I got from Nelly
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| I got «Punk'd,» show it on the telly, damn
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| My eyes green like Yoda, get cream like soda
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| Two thousand («FOUR») means a brand new motor
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| Phoenix, capitol of Arizona
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| But that means nuttin, I’m just sayin somethin
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| Spare the moment them niggas is suspect
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| I took a line from Keith Murray off his first cassette
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| I never took my dog to the vet
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| And I download songs off the net
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| But you would rather hear some rapper brag
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| Meanwhile, bombs bein dropped over Baghdad
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| Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| («Turn it up!») Can you hear me now? |
| Good — Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| Can you hear me now? |
| Good
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| Check it, yo it’s Erick I’m down by law
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| («TWO») plus («TWO») equals («FOUR»)
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| I got no time to razzle and dazzle
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| I’m in the crib with dad playin Scrabble
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| I’m usin words like rat, cat
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| Cheating cause I wrote down Brat
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| And Brat’s a rapper and you can’t use names
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| Oh yeah, the Lakers lost last night’s game
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| I caught me a flick I saw X-Men 2
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| «Where My Dawgs At?» |
| I’m a X fan too
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| I’m black like Kunta, my girl got the badoonka
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| Let me introduce ya («Hi I’m Big Sexy»)
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| And this ain’t got shit to do with nuttin
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| I’m on the microphone
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| Frontin
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| But this here wins, so I’mma say whatever to get spins
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| I got a
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| Benz with rims, uh
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| Uh, so mean, never seen the green, knahmean?
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| This jump off need two trampolines
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| Rock hard jeans sag low, new Timberlands
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| I works it like Missy and Timbaland
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| Cuban link chain hang E emblem
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| Chick 'round me multiplyin like Gremlins
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| Word to my momma, I bring drama
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| Like Osama, I’mma problem, period comma
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| I come through with the Bizkit, Limp’n
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| The Underground Kingz in the building, pimpin
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| Oh no, they must be feelin me
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| Pinch me now, this don’t feel real to me
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| Oh yeah, it’s my son’s communion
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| Next month is my fan’s reunion
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| Write this down in your pad
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| I’m thirty-(«FOUR») and a half, and yeah I’m a Sagg'
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| w/ ad libs to fade |