| Oh no he’s back again
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| What ya know, here I go and I’m rappin and
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| In the studio, in the lab again
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| One mic one flow one pad and pen
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| One show lets roll lets pack 'em in Ya’ll know when we comin in We blow every mind when we tellin them
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| And choose every rhyme that we sendin them
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| So folks recognize to be born again
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| And realize he died so you can live again
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| All right lets ride start bouncin then
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| We can go all night it dont have to end
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| Hey Todd we started man
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| So get 'em high holla back if ya here me then
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| Here we go like whoop whoop
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| Now everybody from front to back
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| If ya just cant get enough of that
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| And ya feel it bump and ya lovin that
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| Then get 'em up torn it up and jus bump the track
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| Cause thats the way that we runnin that
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| Jus for you every time jus a ton a that
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| Understand thats why when we bust a track
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| Every time any line any kind of rap
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| I’m a kind of guy jus the type of cat
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| Ya gonna find every rhyme one kind of fact
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| That its jus Christ nothin less then that
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| And jus everytime I’ll be runnin that
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| And so thats why I’m always bumpin that
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| So get first real high and start pumpin that |