| Yo, yo yo, one two!
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| Comin at you live and direct (that's right)
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| Digital Underground kid, you know what’s up
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| Aiyyo Kris is chillin, Shock G’s chillin
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| What more can we say, about the village
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| The real killers, chillin in the Whi. |
| I mean the not RIGHT house
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| Want me to be they lab white mouse
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| The smile of seedy greedies, deprivin the needies, breakin treaties
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| Overseas wildin while they profilin on the TV’s
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| Some of 'em cool though. |
| see I like that nigga Bill
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| Hittin everything in town, and he got that smile down
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| Now let’s break down the meaning of a smile
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| Is it happiness and blissfulness, well let’s go down the list
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| You got the real deal for real-real smile
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| You got the phony they don’t know me let me hide my feel smile
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| The dumb embarassed smile
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| The ooh she look delicious, yo that girl is lavish smile (uh-huh)
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| Then you got the shake your head nah black, that shit was whack smile
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| The across the bar, yeah it’s cool, we can hit the sack smile
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| The crack smile, the caught in the act smile
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| The over my shoulder caught you schemin on me delayed react smile
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| The smile you’re really glad to see when it comes round
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| The spot’s hot, they got you boxed in, it’s bout to go down
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| You glance back, your man who packs that once in a while
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| Gives you the — oh I’m strapped, do your thing, baby I got your back smile
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| Smilin faces, sometimes
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| Pretend, to be your friend
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| Smilin faces, show no traces
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| Of the evil, that lurks within
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| Whaddya think I joke? |
| Whaddya think I sniff coke?
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| Me a wild t’ing like Tone Loc, you better be dope
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| When the soundclash erupt, rev up, step up to the cut
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| Whassup? |
| I show up to blow up and leave the spot TO' UP
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| You know what? |
| I’ma go nut, but you know what? |
| Yeah, so what!
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| It’s the regular, when you checkin the, one that perfected the
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| Smilin faced people posin as your equal
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| Knowin they wanna beat you defeat you and eat you, but they greet you
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| With peace and love, not with the piece but the dove
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| Not beneath but above, now the cheek give a hug
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| Snug, no grudge, 'til you turn your back and learn the facts
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| Called learnin truth, the tree is only KNOWN by its fruits
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| These smilin faces, in many places, sometime they racist
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| Sometime they sexist, sometime they want your Lexus
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| Sometime they be your family members remember
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| Oh no not my lady, oh no not my fella, with them you thought
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| You’d never ever sever, but they was two-faced — it happens
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| With a whole 'nother agenda but clever to say whatever forever
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| Let me make this relationship better, if you real stay real
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| Be real, the truth we got to treasure, not these
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| And they be lurkin
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| You know what’s up, ha!
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| KRS-One, Shock Gigga!
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| That’s me baby
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| HA HA. |
| word
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| Yo, just let the beat breathe
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| Uhh. |
| yeah.
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| Cause they be lurkin
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| Never trust a big butt and a smile baby
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| Uhh. |
| keep it goin, ah keep it goin
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| Yo Kris that’s peace baby (uh-huh)
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| They know the deal
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| Smile ain’t nuttin but an upside down frown (word)
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| Never trust a big butt and a smile |