| Signed, sealed, delivered it’s yours
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| I pour it on the breaks, till it break laws
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| Givin' the gabbin', so the brothers be havin' it
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| Or else the five fingers of dope’ll be grabbin' it
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| Wit' no complaints, givin' uppin' I ain’t
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| On the mike, like Karl Malone in the paint
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| Why rip a rapper, when he flow like water
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| I rather rush a television reporter
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| The frauds that tried to front
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| Watch ya back, stop pullin' those little stunts
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| Assault and battery, cause I snatched the battery
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| Off his back, the TV pack
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| Why pop the rhyme on a rhymer when I kick it
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| I’d rather spend my time, spittin' on a bigot
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| Who pumped the pimp that fed the fiends
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| He got jumped by the brothers in Fort Green
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| They slapped the mack, that kept us back
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| Sucker suckin' the hood like drack
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| So if ya draggin' us down with the wack attitude
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| Get up, lookout, get out the way
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| Move!
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| Signed, sealed, definition of a set-up
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| Pourin' it on and won’t let up
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| Cause f-a-l-l-i-n, never applied
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| To this brother that tried
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| To let ya know, the folk of the American joke
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| That kept us broke
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| Now I’m ready to rap, strong fax I swing
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| Like Bo Jax, I’m never calm on a bomb track
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| 60 percent three-fifths, constituted
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| Huh prostituted
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| Why I’m mad, cause it’s written on the paper, right now
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| The mother fuckers bow
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| I kicked the lyric about the tricks of the trade
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| And the money made
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| Who got the money betcha bottom, dollar bill gonna find
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| Some rich old bloodline
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| But the blood is in the mud
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| Take the whack an attack it like a scud
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| To the patriotic hater that got paid off my people
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| I’m rude
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| Lookout, get out the way
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| Move!
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| Signed, and what I’m gettin' is mine
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| I bring the noise to town, so let’s get down
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| I cranked the beats, tearin' up the streets and the park
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| And it ain’t Mozart
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| Jack movin' out, cause the black movin' in, and its old
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| I said it in Who Stole The Soul?
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| But 92 brings an attitude, that say I don’t give a DAMN!
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| About the old way
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| This is a new day
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| Tell Jack stay in the back
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| And all the other suckers that don’t matter
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| You got somethin' to prove, scatter
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| Get out the way
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| Move! |