| Verse One:
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| Get with this get with this
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| Get with this cuz you got no choice
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| Rappers sometimes you’ll find make dough
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| But yo you know they’ve got no voice
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| Get him off the podium he ain’t no speaker
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| Yes he’s just a phony and look at his sneakers
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| Played out of style out of rhymes
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| He’s out his mind
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| Lost his way lost his pay
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| I’m takin' his props so call the cops
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| You can call 'em but I know 'em
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| Sweet MCs I think I’ll ho 'em
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| Cuz they front so very hard and big or small
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| I’ll break 'em all
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| Ain’t gotta say that I’m the best
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| My skills will show I passed the test
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| When it comes to beats and rhymes
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| We come correctly everytime
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| And stay tuned
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| Chorus:
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| Stay tuned…
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| Verse Two:
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| With information like the CNN
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| I can take you there and then
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| The rest is up to you to choose
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| The bottom line is win or lose
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| Suckers suckers suckers don’t be listening
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| So I can’t be waitin' on 'em
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| I ain’t got no time to play, do you?
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| Look at the state of things and tell me true
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| In the city any city life’s a paradox of good and evil
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| Many fall into the vicious cycle
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| Living by the gun or by the rifle
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| Think they got a reason that ain’t really sure
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| The death toll rises more
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| It’s trife the way some live life
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| I love rap, I like the city
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| But for a fool I have no pity
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| There’stoo much suffering too much struggle
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| Too much injustice and don’t it bug you
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| Enough for you to press on harder
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| Against the odds the wayn our forefathers
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| Made away but foolishly we go astray
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| Think about it and stay tuned
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| Chorus
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| Verse Three:
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| What you really oughta do is lay back smooth
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| As my vocals compliment the slow fat groove
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| Just for you to blast around the way
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| Play it nice and loud and hear me say
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| Gang Starr is hitting '92 and on Showing how to make a dope rap song
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| Doing this while some disperse
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| Then dissolve like specs of dirt
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| Our music pertains to those who remain
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| Down with the real not wealth or the fame
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| Peace out, we’ll be back, stay tuned…
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| Outro:
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| Please stay tuned |