| Prepare yourself to catch a verse from the big purse
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| Rotate the megahertz, where you heard it first
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| The perpendicular, said none similar
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| Quadruple any figure, quick on the trigger
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| Helter skelter, wig out by the goodfella
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| Not Lou Pinella cuz I’m black and mo' betta
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| Bust a phenomenum, we come to get busy
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| Deep in roots, but my name ain’t Kizzie
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| Many many march cuz I’m heavy on the starch
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| Never tell a farce when I scale on a arch
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| Jammin' on the radio, brothers say, «way to go»
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| Shape it like Play-Do, soprano at the Chateau
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| My theory periodically flows a odyssey
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| Bigger than modern technology
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| So save all the chit-chat when I kick a format fat
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| It’s like that…
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| C.L. |
| is the attribute you salute
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| Cuz I gotta make loot, can’t afford to be cute
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| Enter the equilibrium in a medium
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| Breaking your cranium with no ultimatum
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| Drop a psalm like a bomb, never land in your palm
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| And now I’m so cool and calm
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| Pure unadulterated, premeditated
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| Lyrical form, Pete Rock is the storm
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| Sophistication I kick to a nation
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| I rare compilation I call recreation
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| The prognosis, so mackadocious
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| Straight up ferocious for those who can focus
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| Large like the Beatles, ask all my peoples
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| Never make movies, so don’t talk sequels
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| So, hon, save the chit-chat when I kick a format fat (it's fat)
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| It’s like that…
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| I’m all sold out, no doubt, without a question
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| The blessing your guests in a suprucated session
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| Anyway your honor, heresay the melee
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| Is here for the payday, so A to the K
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| Or should I say Dedi, Original Baby Pa
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| Smooth like a reservoir, the funky Shang-Ri-La
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| No shame in my game, I’m set to entertain
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| And if it wasn’t for the fame, skinz would never know my name
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| So back off a tad bit, that’s a bad habit
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| Cuz I write the raw… for sure
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| Now I’m a flip a style and get crazy versatile
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| Never fragile cuz I’m flowin' like the Nile
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| Swing a jewel or a gem, notice how I say them
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| With my approach, smoke a rhyme to a roach
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| A four-season lover, light-skinned and bigger
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| But what I deliver come before the cotton picker
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| So here’s to another hit, perfectly legitimate
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| When I hit the skinz, guaranteed to keep the candle lit
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| So save all the chit-chat when I kick a format fat
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| It’s like that… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's Like That , by - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. Song from the album Mecca And The Soul Brother, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп