| Sticks and stones may break your bones
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| But you ain’t never felt the wrath of Quincy Jones
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| Hard to the core, an entrepreneur
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| And jams that even slam for you and your
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| Pleasure, as you listen to every measure
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| Groove with the track as the Q gets fresher
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| I’ve been away for a long time
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| I’m not only back but I’m here to rhyme
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| So bust a move, cause I am too
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| Back on the black, more training to do
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| So hey young world say «Quincy, Quincy
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| I need the Dude to correct and convince me»
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| Teach me the right way, so my eyesight may
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| See that path that leads to a brighter day
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| So if you’re ready to reach for the top
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| Then never fear, cause I’m back on the block |