| Nine out of ten dermatologist agree
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| I never miss a beat
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| The one that disagrees can’t speak
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| My dungarees covered in debris
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| That was me at the sororities security breach
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| Follow my lead, count the bouncing
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| Whenever the Sand speak you hear the ching-ching
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| Been on that backstreet pumpin' the Pantene
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| Pro-V
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| Backstreet pumpin' the Pantene?
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| My man what the fuck do you mean?
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| I’m tryin' to give a fuck what you sayin', what the fuck are you sayin'?
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| I dig the routine, I fuck with the beat
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| But you be busy tryin' to be genius, tryin' to be deep
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| Well
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| What I mean is I’m keepin' it clean
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| Cause MC’s up in the game give me the creeps
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| It’s all peace when I step on the scene
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| I spit heat seekin' the sweets same as them sixteens
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| We believe, we can fly
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| I just had a bad dream
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| It was preteens guzzlin' cans of caffeine
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| It was D.T.'s rushin' a lab and cold dustin' a pad with kerosene
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| Big cats with gold vests and Creatine
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| Moms perpetratin' the fraud
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| Takin' the fall for false deities
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| USA tryin' to enslave the Philippines
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| He was not free
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| MC’s ain’t a hill of beans
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| Identity, Queens Eloheim
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| Buzzin' with the killer bee Onomatopoeia
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| Why you actin' like a beea beea?
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| You can have a stampede with the champ-ion
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| My mama mia
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| Bomb these, G’s I’m G’in' em
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| I’ll lead degrees, Pythagorean Theorem
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| Been seizin' keys, breeze through the Iliad
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| Beep beep
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| Past superior
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| We believe, we can fly
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| Special bulletin news
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| Sandman simmer like bully on queue
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| Sand got women like Christina Milian Moulin Rouge
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| Sand got dogs like Jimmy Calhoun
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| Said they can’t hoop
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| But when it’s time to harpoon they don’t care who
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| And when it comes to Cancun, nothings taboo
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| Parachute, parachute
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| Live from the belly of the beast on a Sunday with your niece
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| She’s tellin' me, «Tell me what you need.»
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| Sand draws energies from the underneath
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| Kinda deep into melodies than a den of thieves
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| Oh the humanity
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| Top seed feelin' fantasy, fancy free
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| Nourish these cats, give them their Fancy Feast
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| Which MC is gonna be the first to feed?
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| We believe, we can fly |