| I’m the Kid from Kid ‘N Play, that’s a rap group
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| Don’t get me wrong, I’m not that soupped
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| Way out front, you know I ain’t frontin'
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| Hittin' home runs, I ain’t about buntin'
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| Full breeded, like a prince
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| Not conceited, just convinced
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| Of the fact that, I’ll smacked at
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| Grin off your face, when I attack that
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| Microphone ‘cause alone, I’m in my own zone
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| And I’m a go-getter
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| You better come on and get wit' it, or just forget it
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| The second I’m wreckin', Play, he’s on the check in
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| Right by my side, riding shotgun
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| With cuts, with beats, with rhymes, you know he’s got some
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| This is how I’m living, giving it all I got
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| Grab my mic, dissin', listen while I bust a shot
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| When I’m done, you’ll be yelling my name
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| Not a dream I’m selling, this ain’t no game
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| Yo, the Kid is rockin' but you knew I would
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| Can you dig that? |
| We knew that you could
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| We don’t bust out on stage and just say rhymes
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| And after Kiddin' around, you know it’s Play time
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| Laying in wait, for the rest to try
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| ‘Cause the best of my when I testify
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| Hammer you’re headed; |
| mine, self-influenced |
| So smooth, rhymes flow like fluid
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| Don’t be dissin' if you’re the opposition
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| Don’t kid and play us out of position
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| Be prepared, watch the mic flow, listen when
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| The beat explodes like nitro glycerin
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| Very high strung with the sounds I bring
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| I’m dropping MC’s like a one-night fling
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| Back in black for a part two scene
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| I’m like Freddy in an MC’s dream
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| Or like murders were read about, I’m gonna let it out
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| Wizard and P on the set, we’re gonna turn it out
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| Me and the Kid, and what we did was good
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| Can you dig that? |
| We knew that you could
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| Now here’s what the decision is
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| If you know what the tradition is, then you know what the mission is
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| A new beginning, so let’s begin
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| This time the good guys are gonna win
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| Kid ‘N Play, Hurb, we ain’t new jacks
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| But I’m now I’m thinking, I think you already knew that
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| Made in the shade, night after night
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| These boys are paid, it’s only right
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| The time’s now, ‘cause I’m on stage
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| Next chapter, turn the page
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| Of this essay on man, or should I say mankind
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| It’s clap your hand time, just understand I’m |
| Riding the beat and I’m hoping it’ll open up
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| So I could add some rhymes and make it dope enough
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| For you to say «hooray» for Kid ‘N Play
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| And how that’s how it’s gonna stay
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| I could look back and be proud that I was an MC
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| ‘Cause I ain’t no wack dime-a-dozen MC
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| It’s Kid ‘N Play rockin' but you knew we would
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| Can you dig that? |
| We knew that you could |