| Just throw your hands in the air
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| And wave 'em like you just don’t care
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| And if you’re liking the sounds we’re throwing down, somebody say oh yeah!
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| (Oh yeah!)
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| Oh yeah! |
| (Oh yeah!)
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| Like this y’all
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| Like this y’all
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| Like this, the-this, a-like this y’all
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| From city to city, from state to state
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| I’m worldwide known as T La Rock the Great
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| I’m as a chilly as an Icee, cooler than a breeze
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| I can act as a heater when it starts to freeze
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| When I hold you in my arms you’ll forget all your fears
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| As a treat, I’ll repeat sweet nothings in your ear
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| Here’s an accurate description of all of my intention
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| This is something people that I had to mention
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| Just sit back, relax, and pull up a seat
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| I’ll be as frank as a hot dog and far from discreet
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| All you duck emcees step to the rear
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| Super rapper T La Rock is finally here
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| To alleviate confusion, proceed to disillusion
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| Perish all thought of surviving the
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| That you can interpret the method I use
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| And writing fresh lyrics that won’t end up confused
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| I’m so highly intelligent, gifted with an element
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| Able to decipher any statement that’s irrelevant
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| To the situation at hand and relentlessly confront and remain in command
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| It’s like magic combined with an unknown force
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| It’s pure knowledge in the brain that I use as a sword
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| So emcees if you don’t wanna, indulge this matter
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| Do yourself a favor, be wise and just scatter
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| Now all the ladies
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| All the ladies
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| All the ladies in the house say oww! |
| (Oww!)
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| Say oww! |
| (Oww!)
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| Now scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Like this y’all
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| Like this y’all
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| Like this, the-this, like this y’all
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| I’m a magical musician from a magical place
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| When your ears here the treble and your feet feel the bass
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| Where there is no Adam, there is no Eve
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| How you was born is how you believe
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| Take a man and a woman make 'em husband and wife
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| Take the dead and the buried and bring 'em to life
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| I can walk, never tire, run a mile and won’t perspire
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| With the powers I posses I can recreate fire
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| With just one thought, whether long or short
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| I can cause the destruction of a battle never fought
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| Stop a plane in its flight, give a blind man his sight
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| With a wink of an eye, turn the day into night
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| Turn a mute into a singer with a point of a finger
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| Make a militant man to be known
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| I can jump up and down holding 600 pounds
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| Walk around in a circle without touching the ground
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| I am the creator, the maker, the supreme being
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| The originator, rhyme-creator that’s foreseeing
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| Your future as a rapper my advice to you
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| Is ameliorate your rapping skill
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| Reconcile all the until
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| All arguments and differences have come to an and
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| All those you wish to acquaint with can be called friend
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| Then and only then will you be able to invent, produce, construct. |
| create
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| A masterpiece so intriguing it will fascinate
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| All the musically inclined, then you will find
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| That if you put in on tape they are bound to rewind
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| It over and over and over again
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| Then, congratulate you my friend
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| Now throw your hands in the air
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| And wave 'em like you just don’t care
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| And if you like the sounds we’re throwing down, somebody say oh yeah! |
| (Oh yeah!)
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| Oh yeah! |
| (Oh yeah!)
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| Now all the ladies
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| All the ladies in the house say oww! |
| (Oww!)
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| Say oww! |
| (Oww!)
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| Now all the fellas
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| All the fellas, all the fellas
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| All the fellas in the house say ho! |
| (Ho!)
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| Say ho! |
| (Ho!)
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| Now scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Say I like it! |
| (I like it!)
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| I like it! |
| (I like it!)
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| I love it! |
| (I love it!)
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| I love it! |
| (I love it!)
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| Now scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| C’mon, scream! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Now it was gettin' kind of late, about a quarter to eight
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| When I reminded myself that I had a date
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| With Tudy Fruity Judy with the big brown booty
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| The talk of the town as the raving beauty
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| As she walked down the street, fellas kneeled to their feet
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| Screamed «praise the lord» and kissed the concrete
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| She walked down the street all nice and slow
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| With her butt swinging 'round like a bowl of Jell-O
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| When I took her to my house and take my very first feel
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| Like Superman, I was solid steel
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| I was humpin' and a pumpin' on Judy’s butt
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| In three quarters of a minute. |
| I can’t say that |