| Some niggas be sampling the same ass shit
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| Some niggas be looping up them played out hits
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| But that’s more for me, plus the peeps I’m down with
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| We strive to create some way out other shit
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| That you ain’t heard yet, we building up respect
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| Then come the check, then I cash chips
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| Now I go get more stacks of wax
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| Fuck CDs, cassettes, 8-tracks and DATs
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| Fuck all that shit, cat
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| I remember I was stealing old records from my aunt’s closet
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| Back in the days I didn’t even know that I could make a profit off it
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| I drop loops to make you feel like you been taking swiggers
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| Yo, it’s the return, nigga
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| Madlib: Excuse me…
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| Vendor: Ah yes, you looking for something?
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| Madlib: There’s no prices on these records right here
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| Vendor: Oh, the jazz records? |
| Oh those aren’t marked yet… but if you look
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| over here… do you have anything in mind?
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| Madlib: Would you happen to have any uhh… Stanley Cowell? |
| Like 1970s stuff…
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| Vendor: I’ve never heard of him…
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| Madlib: I think his stuff is on Strata East or something…
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| Vendor: Has he made any hits?
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| Madlib: He ain’t got none of that
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| Vendor: I doubt if I have him
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| Madlib: Back there, you got some Grant Green or something?
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| Vendor: Ah, Grant Green? |
| Yes. |
| 1958. Blue Note. |
| Blue Note Records
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| Madlib: Chick Corea, Inner Space? |
| I’m looking for that shit it’s on Atlantic,
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| Vendor: No, um, sorry
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| Madlib: What kinda breaks you got then?
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| Vendor: We got a wide selection of Simon Harris
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| Madlib: Simon Harris breaks? |
| Nah, I’m looking for some shit with some real soul
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| Vendor: Shit? |
| Excuse me?
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| Madlib: Fuck? |
| Fuck it
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| Vendor: Got Redbone Breaks
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| Madlib: Y’all got any reggae up in this piece or something?
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| Vendor: We have no reggae in here
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| Madlib: Nothing?
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| Vendor: No, nothing
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| Madlib: Shit, I’m out
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| Yo, Madlib… yo…
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| I know you comin' with all this other shit man
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| But I want you to hit them with that raw shit right about now
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| You know what you gotta do
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| One two, one two
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| The selective approach provides the essential conditions for creative freedom
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| Uh-oh, I got shit on deck, just like a pelican
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| The Beat Konducta orchestrate, put you under my spell again
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| I drop the soul inside your ear hole
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| Add the bass line, then I hit you with a fat drum roll (Hit it!)
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| I’m tackling gods and dogs on Holy Thursday
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| Like David Axelrod, I keep it raw from the first day
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| I want it in the worst way, don’t pay more than ten dollars
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| Get together with Kan-Kick it’s like we loop scholars
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| Keeping Clifford Jordan on down to Willie Mason
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| The Propositions, Cassietta George, good for lacing
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| It’s like I got a goldmine in my soul supply
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| Niggas askin' «Yo, Madlib, why you waste so much money on records and getting
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| high, man?»
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| Man, I got no time for silly shit
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| Throw this record on, pack a bowl, take a hit
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| Yo it’s the…
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| L-l-l-loop digga… |