| As I flow, into the rhyme much smoother
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| I keep the pace and add bass for you to be able to experience the strength of GOD
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| On your tape with a break that I make to part
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| the weak-kneed hippie MC’s and wannabees
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| from the Dog, so they can’t see me
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| I’m movin swifter with the gift to lift ya I don’t step light, I don’t talk
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| You suckers are all in, to try is suicide
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| I roll with the flow cause I’m qualified
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| to keep the peace and teach y’all to get along
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| Build my rep and step to the song
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| From jazz to hip-hop the Dog’ll never stop
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| Get busy to the melodies that I concoct
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| When the raps are spit the grits stack like bricks
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| And you’re please to receive P’s hip-hop fix.
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| on the jazz tip
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| smoother and smoother
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| and you don’t stop
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| It’s a mellow madness in the summer time
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| Females outside, enjoyin the sunshine
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| Kickin it live with the knob on ten
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| Good food and the mood is the peace my friend
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| Much brotherhood because it’s understood
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| that everyone in the sun is about the good
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| lifestyle, and while some came to shine
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| don’t matter cause the other brothers know the time
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| I’m the P, D-O-G and I’m swift
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| Son of Shabazz, shooter of the gift
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| To keep y’all steppin to the beat in real time
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| Mad on the mix complimentin the rhyme
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| with oh so smooth cuts flowin like mercury
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| Keeps you suckers knowin that you’ll never be SERVIN me I don’t sleep and I do not sing
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| I drop math in your path cause I have to bring
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| you on a jazz tip. |
| yeah
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| so smooth in the summer time
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| DJ Mad Mike y’all
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| smooth
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| Birth is given to the knowledge when I recite
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| smooth words that keep y’all hype
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| Not down with the meaningless babble that some spit
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| I’m paid to degrade that ignorant
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| With the so proud so strong message of the (?)
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| can’t be dropped or stopped so don’t come
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| with the intent to present a argument
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| I don’t tolerate it, so don’t act dumb
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| I’ma roll, over those who oppose
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| the speech when I teach y’all to reach your goal
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| Be strong and carry on and play the song
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| And listen to the lyrics and you’ll never go wrong
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| Asalaam alaikum, brothers I’ma take 'em
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| straight through the path that I’m makin
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| And co-exist in bliss peace and righteousness
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| So smooth on a jazzy tip like this
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| yeah
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| and you don’t stop
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| peace |