| So I gotta get lifted! |
| All night yea, yea!
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| (Hip Hop business lift up America)
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| keep me lifted
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| (Hip Hop business lift up America)
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| So I gotta get lifted! |
| All night yea, yea!
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| (you remind me of my herb you keep me lifted!)
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| keep me lifted!
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| I’m the dread lock producer
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| some call me medusa
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| salaams and shaloms introduce ya a rooster waking up the whole coopsta
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| spearheaded man him nice haffe move ya sshh… understand why we sweatin'
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| makin’love in the wake of Armageddon
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| forgettin'- Babylon need a lesson
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| drop the tech and use my tongue as a weapon
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| listen — I come to lubricate the friction
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| sound system purrin’with my diction
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| Frantz Fanon the Wretched of the Earth home
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| Phenomenon be goin’on and on sailing along a likkle song
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| by the record take it home and fling it on Hey yo I am the glory-fied of the story
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| child of a high crime rate category
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| they explore connect me to an I.Q. |
| test
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| like a rat in a cage I’m trapped with the rest projects
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| but now I make my life go flip
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| like Malcolm comin’out the pen and shit
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| upliftment from a triffin’scene
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| to make a blind man murder for the things he seen
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| to believe is different than the daily bear witness
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| the spots filled up with the cocaine business
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| bullets trigger be pulled by the beast
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| kids paralyzed from his neck to his feet layin’way low
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| smokin’more and more…
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| seein’shapes in the chipped paint of my frame window
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| with slow visions of me livin’in the future
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| with forty, forty acres, acres and a land cruiser
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| Alpha-betical ABCD’s come gettable
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| the brown brotha with the tone unforgettable
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| it’s edible, every word be gourmet-able
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| Mecca Lekka shake ya hiney ho incredible
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| really though ya gettin’sick it when ya hear it so
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| I’m bringin’with it biorhytmical medical
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| Anti- always dope my biotic
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| Macrobiotic organic Narcotic
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| the hemp is Kemp, like Kemp on hemp
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| Super like sonics keep it real like rent so ti tac toe me say all in a row
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| donkey want water me say hold him Joe
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| my stereo killed the video star just like Arsenio Hall
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| so tall like the rain I never back fall
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| young lifted and black y’all |