| «Limos, arenas and TV shows
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| Autograph pictures and classy hoes»
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| I scribe my life on border lines before the rhymes
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| I thought of dime chasin', mind racin'
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| Off the fine wine agent inauguration
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| Of a poet
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| Laureate, my story yet
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| To meet the apex they say Reks the whole east best
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| They say that s-t-a-t-i-k
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| The greatest of the DJs
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| Producer brother truest in the beautifulest decay
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| And we say, we took it from the ghettos to arenas
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| Found our heaven in between us
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| Seamless scene of dreamers
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| The team in position, powerful autograph and taking pics
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| Groupies front row turn to Marriott making flicks
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| Amazing this in making a matrix is bound to wake to this
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| The patience is a virtue, burst through the waiting list
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| Graveshifting it just to make difference
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| Just to make the distance in us and them significant
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| From Paris in my cinnamon’s lavish living the benefits
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| Sincerely all keep it one and all on the trips with us
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| «Limos, arenas and TV shows
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| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn'
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| I’m doing rhymes now, bye bye to crimes now
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| Come on the ave, I’m real hard to find now
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| Doing arenas in Athena and I know you seen us
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| At every festival, fans put us on pedestals
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| Packing metal’s forgettable when you’ve mastered a better flow
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| Of income, and then some, now here come the effin' hoes
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| I went from ashy to classy
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| Shorty asked me to sign her double D’s overseas
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| To add these foreigners that we’re performing for to our conglomerate
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| We prominent we jammin' it, profits from the rhyming shit
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| Shorty it’s an honor to be on the dick of someone so notorious
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| We worshiped as a don of spit
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| Pondered if I chose another route, bowed out
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| Took the safer role punch a clock instead of blazing shows
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| Doubt for the the nonbelievers all I believe is from the ghetto
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| To the arena, sky’s the limit for the big dreamers
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| Word up
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| «Limos, arenas and TV shows
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| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn'
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| And we our hometown royalty
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| All you see is the red carpet for the progress
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| God bless to y’all who stuck with us through the process
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| Of course it’s not all flawless
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| Evil forces want to see us falter
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| Separate as we divorce ya
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| And I don’t fault ya
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| Father forgive him for not feeling the roster
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| The rawest since Rawkus before it lost its luster
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| I feel like Busta Leading The New, feeding them food
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| Even through the meaningless Stat and Reks is meaningful
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| Breezing through cities the allure and it’s all a blur
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| All occur cause we keep it true, say they seeing you
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| What’s been missing as we sitting on a dynasty
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| Rap minus me at negative one, honestly
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| Rap minus Stat, just wack each track crack
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| East coast can kick you’re feet up, cause we back
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| Straight, No Chaser make those papers for those acres
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| Build your bucks to break up, let’s cake up
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| Wake up
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| «Limos, arenas and TV shows
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| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn' |