N'Pans
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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And don't even try to understand rap if you're weak.
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legalize
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When I took the microphone in my hand - all hands on deck! |
Storm! |
Ninth shaft.
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Rap is always a scandal, a real fight without rules.
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You have never seen anything like this, we are opening the ball.
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Those who were standing sat down, those who were sitting fell down.
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The hall is going crazy - on the stage
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Iga-ah, professional. |
The Refuting Devil
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He took control of the crowd.
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He started the crowd, he paralyzed the target, he did his job.
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I passed the baton to my partner and disappeared.
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N'Pans
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Hey Legalize give me a pass
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Give me the mic now
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I'll show class, A-ah-ah,
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I will continue your story
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My name is N'Pans
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Together we are Legal Business.
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The score of any master is always in our favor.
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We do our business
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We know our business.
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Every day each of us
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With microphone ********
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Our time has come
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Our time has come
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The real X-X enters the house
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Like a godzilla.
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N'Pans
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak. |
Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Legalize
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I was born with a microphone in my hand.
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He was for me instead of a toy, I rhymed in a stroller,
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On a walk and at breakfast, even sitting on a potty
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I composed lines. |
Mom and dad were shocked!
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I did not want to listen to fairy tales like other children.
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Fall asleep poses the sounds of Rap loved more than anything in the world,
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Studying in high school bothered me,
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I was irritated, to make the crowd squeal-
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That's what my school was.
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N'Pans
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Instead of an institute, I preferred
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Rhyme the tops of the beat.
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Every day from morning to night
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Worked until the seventh sweat,
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Now this is my job
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My Rap brings me my bread
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Who says hip-hop has dried up
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That one is stupid, that one is blind.
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It's all the same world
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It will be ours just wait a little,
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But know that only the strong in spirit
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Can walk this road.
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Do you think what to read
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Recitative is so easy - not at all,
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Take the mic, try it |
Ha-ha, sit down, your score is a deuce.
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N'Pans
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Legalize
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Let's stop, by the end of next year -
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Graffiti will cover the walls of all the houses in the city,
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X-X culture will be accepted by all regions, all capitals,
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Break will be danced on every street.
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N'Pans
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X-X fans throw your hands in the sky
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Prove to us your love to the grave,
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Every minute is given in our life,
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Happy notebook and pen,
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At night, the microphone and the audience.
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Legalize
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Yes, rhymes and crowd
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For the rapper fate
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During the day we write texts,
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Shaking the walls of the club at night
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You think so stupid
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And we chose our path.
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Using a microphone
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We rotate the globe.
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Each of our rhyming beats
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Throws heat into the crowd.
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We blow up hits, convict bombs,
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We don't do Rap Damn it |
Rap is what we are.
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May Hip-Hop bless our rhymes.
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Real Hip Hop right in your forehead, and you are a corpse!
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This path will drive you to the grave if you are weak.
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Rap is read only by real men,
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Listen to pop and rave if you're weak.
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Real hip hop to you right in l |