| Now what do you like the most about this
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| Conflict, consequence, constant evidence
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| A classic content communicated conference
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| Whether 5 or 6 whether a number misprint
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| Or if it seems that you heard it before
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| If you thought that you would never hear it no more
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| You should never doubt when we runnin word o' mouth
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| Be concerned about your health (let's go!)
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| (wait wait yourself)
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| Now you know us but it’s not the Cold Crush
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| Four MC’s so we ain’t the Furious
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| Not the Force MC’s or the 3 from Treacherous
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| It’s a blast from the past from the moment we bust
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| From whatever we touch, we hold platinum plus
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| But if our shit go rust, still In God We Trust
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| Cause it’s the second coming
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| Display a rhyme so stunning
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| We keep it runnin, and give a shoutout to (London)
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| And keep it all, and still perform till the early morn'
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| Sunset til dawn
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| I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds
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| Top speed, guaranteed, we still runnin
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| I be boombastic
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| With my terror tactics
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| Why you actin plastic
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| Treatin all ya fans like fanatics
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| We be the upper pair comin' air-tight like Tupperware
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| Fuck a fear, press ya luck and beware the brigadier
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| Yea, DJ’s spinnin the records that make up the music
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| So people can focus whenever the mic has been passed to me
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| (The more drums we have in our kit, the more jobs we can handle)
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| (We gonna take a break here)
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| (Lets go. wait wait yaself)
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| Je m’appelle, A-K-I-L known to exhale when I inhale
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| And you can tell when in the crew I do my duty-o
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| And swung to the studio
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| J-5 let the beat bounce
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| That’s what counts without a doubt
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| So Soup grab the mic and pull the magic out ya mouth
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| We be the rhythm kings, plus rhyme channelling
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| (I could snare anything) (Go ahead)
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| (Snare)
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| (Light)
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| Emcee can’t match this phatness so we practice
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| Burnin through walls of wackness
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| Yo, 2 emcees add a little more spice
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| So we concentrate on mic’s to keep them packed parties tight
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| (THREE) emcees underground and worldwide
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| Surgeon general notify that the 5 is certified
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| (FOUR) emcees at your door once more
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| When it rains it pours from the heavens to the Earth floor
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| (FIVE) Elements, vocal instruments super extra strength hip-hop activist
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| (FIVE) For your mind no time and intertwine
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| Roll with the rhymes sunset to sunrise
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| (FIVE) You should know, when we flow, you get what you lookin for
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| (FIVE) Terrorize ya enterprise
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| Cuz we don’t shoot until we see the whites of ya eyes
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| Non-stop, real rhyme rockin disc jockeys out record shoppin
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| Writers doin graphs so bring ya pop lockin
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| We incorporate the whole of hip hoppin
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| Non-stop
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| We keep it up to par
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| From the metal monkey bars to concrete school yards
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| It’s like written Arabic, comin from right to left
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| It’s hot to def so take a breath and (wait wait yourself)
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| (Applause + Laughter)
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| (Skit)
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| Ba Ba Ba this niggas stopping the tape
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| Ba ba ba this niggas stopping the tape
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| Ba ba, hey whatcha!
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| Ba ba ba this niggas stopping the tape
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| Ba ba ba ba ba |