| Who’ll be the sucka MC to get dismantled
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| I hope that you can handle your whipping so cease ya flippin gettin
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| Down with my lazy boy laidback style of speak
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| The funk makes you dance cheek to cheek
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| I be the black civilian who is bound to make a million
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| Or make enough loot so I can buy my own pavillion
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| Throw a fat party and invite everybody
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| And play all the old school hits like Lodi Dodi
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| Connections like OPEC while ya hung up like a coatcheck
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| I’m real like a ruby while ya fake like a pinchback
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| That’s imitation gold if you didn’t know
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| My rhymes flow as my vocab' grows and grows
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| I freak it for the basslines always walkin on ya frontline
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| Catch me while I’m boomin' in ya alpine
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| Yo I’m out like a shot from a tec
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| You need to think twice just to earn respect, so
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| «Sucka MC’s please think twice
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| You don’t know what you doin'
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| Think about that»
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| Aiiyo, as I come through for '95 with the flav'
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| So amazin' the Boy Wonder’s blazin'
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| Respect the mic check, one, two
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| Cause I display the funk material as I stand imperial
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| To others, gotta lay low, undercover
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| Cats flow to the hands for the crowd in the stands
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| So here I am, plus I rock to please the public
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| They want it, word son, they want it
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| To hear the Soul Brother disperse words of wisdom
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| When InI comin' direct on the set
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| So represent, a lot of rap niggas came to win
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| But the style played out when they chose a different route
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| Whatever as I stay true to the game
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| Word to the troubled T-Roy you know my name
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| Keep an eye on the stakes as I watch my back
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| Think Twice before you try to grab the mic and react
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| Yo beg your pardon…
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| Whn I put one to the head now the funk shit startin'
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| Fine soul I headline for my public get mine
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| Yeah my rap subjects packed with potential
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| Plus the versatile elements to crush ya scent
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| I get down so cheer the mental
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| Rhyme-pro I’m Rob-O the super spectacular brown skin nigga from Africa
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| Blowin' up so it’s impossible to get
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| With the highlight and fly right and the niggas on my dick
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| Split when it’s through, gotta skip with the Guinness Crew
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| Give a shout out to my Uptown Crew, word up
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| From New York, New York the Big Apple
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| To the four square miles Uptown armed for battle
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| Your niggas is nice but my advice is you can’t suffice
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| So Think Twice, uhh
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| (repeated till fade) |