| In New York they wants me
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| And I’m gonna be there
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| Van-city's calling
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| And I’m gonna be there
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| In T-Dot, they wants me
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| And I’m gonna be there, spreading the vibes
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| All over the world
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| Yo, all over the world, spread the vibe
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| Big dogs, from the West, we ride
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| With the war cry (?), me amigos at my side
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| Ready to take the world on, do or die
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| As the fly down low, lyrical Van Gogh
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| Stay international with the ill I-D-O
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| Money making flows, pesos from Mexico
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| To European ends and yens from Tokyo
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| Amend for the years that we rocked skid row
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| In a trash bungalow, trying to juggle our flow
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| But you know how the struggle go, life move slow
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| Yo, plus it’s extra hard when you got no dough
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| But we strive on, mentality stay strong
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| Dropping bombs on the world from northwest Saigon
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| Deep in the Babylon, DEFCON 1, watch dem run
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| The heart is wicked and judgement soon come
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| *ad-lib*
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| Now, this is a message in the bottle, like Robinson Caruso
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| I can’t' feel the warmth of the sun, I’m like Pluto
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| So I open seven chakras, break the seven seals
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| Bust the dopest poetry rhyme just like Khalil
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| Gibran, I bring the dawn to Decepticons
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| It’s that of the dreaded fist with Misfit and Red 1
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| I used to read the psalms and uhh, holy Koran
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| Now I only read the birds in the trees, then I’m gone
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| Like a breeze on a summer day, never run away
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| From the judgement day when armaggedeon come say
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| If I had 24 hours to live, here’s what I’d do
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| I’d make everybody know G-O-D's inside of you
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| And spread love from Kelowna to Kalamazoo
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| Cause no matter how many are called the choosen are few
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| In Paris, they want it
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| And I’m gonna be there
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| I hear Indes calling
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| And I’m gonna be there
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| In Japan, they’re crying
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| And I’m gonna be there, spreading the vibe
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| All over the world
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| Oh yeah, so say, night and day
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| Well let me hit y’all with this one, words of the drum
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| Vocalize my lingo, let you all know where I’m from
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| Conscious of what goes 'round the world, chores (?) to be done
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| But still we sticking to the hip hop constitution
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| Four elements, we taking it, with that we making it
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| Honeys be shaking it, my vibe relating it
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| To the DJs 'round the world, they can done
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| Spin this in their cipher, and you’re sure of the number one spot
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| In my category, you’ll be my heart
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| So pump that shit for me, through the inner city
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| So they can bug off the ill hop hop
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| The Rascalz crew, and you we just don’t stop
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| So take it to the top, and rock the world with the hot onslaught
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| You can’t leave, cause the rhythmn and rhyme got ya caught
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| Mother Africa wants me
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| And we’re gonna be there
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| London City’s calling
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| And I’m gonna be there
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| West Indes love we
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| And we’re gonna be there, spreading the vibe
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| All over, all over, oh yeah
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| Brazil, I hear you calling
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| The vibes is so right
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| Tell them already, we have to tell them again
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| Warn them already, we have to warn them again
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| Tell them already, we have to tell them again
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| Tell them already, we have to tell them again
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| Oh yeah!
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| The vibe is so right
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| Tell them they are ready, when you’re ready, when you’re ready
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| Tell them they are ready, when you’re ready, when you’re ready
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| When you’re ready, when you’re ready, when you’re ready
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| The vibes is so nice |