| A little bit, if you can get it out
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| I ain’t gonna say it, cause I’ll mess it up… go ahead then
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| Yeah, know what I’m sayin' I.N.I. |
| in the place
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| Here to do our thing, you what I’m sayin' step up time
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| Time to claim something that’s real out here know what I’m sayin'
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| Something that you can live for know what sayin
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| Seize you know what I’m sayin
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| Time to bulid time to step up yo
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| I stay at the center of news got (?) in interviews
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| (you can’t lose G) overstand the whooze see the style that can wooo
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| When you witness the God of the groove
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| Sayin some shit to smooth to make you move
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| Showing improve plus to track a lot yeah I’m hot like what up in your face with
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| the product
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| No hesitation in the world of frustation
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| Cause were facing a Grown Man Sport situtation
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| Check it
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| Each time we hit the studio we lay down laws with no pause
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| We already be little with floors
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| Shit profection like the ultimate driving meachine
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| We stand lean, and always literate what we mean
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| Brothers don’t be overstanding the plans that we been having
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| Crushing all these clowns cause it’s all about the mic grabbing
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| I’m from the land where the righteous and the woo gress
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| The Vernonville will live the life that be true (?)
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| Step Up
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| Step Up time
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| Step Up
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| Step Up time
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| Yeah, cause it’s Step Up time
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| Step Up time
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| Step Up, yo
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| Step Up time
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| Yeah, Yeah
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| Step Up
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| Step Up time
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| Step Up
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| Step Up time
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| Step Up, kid
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| Step Up time
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| Yeah, Yeah
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| Step Up time
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| Fare-la, the pray starts now you smell the first sparks at the flame
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| The Gods warn me that’s is not a game
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| So is he’s to proceed the first seed was drop when I.N.I. |
| came to rock the spot
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| I caught the props when I flock to the hot jam at the city
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| The shorties look pretty wanna join my committie of Rude Boy rebel
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| Underground like the devil
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| But I never pray this man came eye daze from smoke
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| And thoughts about the stage gettin smoke
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| Cogeneration all going from broke
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| You know you can’t cope with Rassta with the fire in his eyes
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| Yo, it ain’t no surprise I keep it live to survive to shitsome
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| I can’t get caught up as a victim
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| But if I do, I go out (?).(?) cause I’m bout fed up as a fatboy
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| It’s time for I.N.I. |
| to make niose
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| So now you know there no need to stop elavatin, pentratin the glass top.
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| the glass top
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| Hold on to manhood before your life
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| Cause some situtations is bond to get strife
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| You won’t get a harvest if you don’t sold seeds
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| Ill gain wealth bring stress from dirty deeds
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| The choices that you make will profill your needs
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| But the shit you go though will be hard to believe
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| Yo, shit’s ridiculous and I should know by now
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| Still with some pretictular flow hits me over somehow
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| From selling qills in the streets, to makin' phat beats
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| Fuckin with cheats to makin mince meat
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| The wrong move spells defeat, the wisdom is shown
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| Things I see first the knowledge is known
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| I wanna apologize to seize I stone
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| Step Up time you on your own
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| And we out I.N.I. |
| flavor peace
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| Grap Luva, Rob-O, Ras, Marco Polo
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| I.N.I
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| Grap Luva on the beat
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| Sure sounds complete
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| And my name is Pete
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| And we out til' next week
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| Peace |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Step Up , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Center of Attention, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп