| One is for the love
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| Two is for the soul
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| Three’s the magic number
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| And four is forever
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| Five is so alive
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| And six is in the mix
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| So peep, I hope you’re ready for
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| I’m out for the night, smile for the lights
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| Looking for a taste and I end up with a slice
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| Like P à la mode, I’m fresh and I’m froze
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| My chain hang low and my raps pure gold
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| I’m nasty and nice, a wolf on the mic
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| These sheep sound ba-a-a-d, but they flock for a bite
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| Let’s Midnight Maraud, we out with the claws
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| Howl at the moon and we glance at the stars
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| We up and away, top tier everyday
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| They pause and we play, we ball and they fade
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| We rockin' over here, just jumpin' over here
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| Them other niggas gold but we shine like veneers
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| I’m rush over those wack little haters like plaque
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| With the L M N O P’s and the Peas that be Black
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| With the elemental freeze so please stand back
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| Tell me can you rock it, can you rock it like that?
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| Yup, yup, yo Tab and Ap, time to get the strap
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| Hit em off with the click clack, Mortal Kombat
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| I’ma slap em with the boom bap, top a four mat
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| Told them niggas step back, these are power maniacs
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| I’m the black Power Ranger, baby you can call me Zack
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| That’s exactly how I flip the lyric, rap acrobat
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| That a wrap, ready to attack, heavy impact
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| Nigga I’ma a thunder cat, you know where my number’s at, number one
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| One is for the love
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| Two is for the soul
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| Three’s the magic number
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| And four is forever
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| Five is so alive
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| And six is in the mix
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| So peep, I hope you’re ready for
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| I slip on the scene, I’m slick and I’m clean
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| I slide off the green like my money’s vaseline
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| The mood is Supreme, the ladies lookin' nice
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| They rollin' with the team yeah we gotta fit 'em right
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| You won’t be on the night 'cause the itch don’t stop
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| We blowin' up the spot 'til the roof goes pop
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| You somethin' and they not, they warm and we hot
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| They sink to the bottom and we rise to the top
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| Umm
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| We doin' things she just talk about
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| We makin' headlines, she just word of mouth
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| We knock it out the park and you strikin' out
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| You fallin' off, we hold it down
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| You crack when the alligator snap
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| With the L M N O P’s and the Peas that be Black
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| With the elemental freeze so please stand back
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| Tell me can you rock it, can you rock it like that?
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| Yup, yup, real shit, I go rock it like this
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| 3 pointer, hit a three, yes indeed, it a swish
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| I be deep in the abyss, I am Pisces the fish
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| When I’m dick up a bitch it be heavenly bliss
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| Oh yes, look at this wicked shit that I spit
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| Two long one tongue, two lips, larynx
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| Kill a lyricist, rock the fatal linguistic
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| On my 1−2 shit, never on that two list, we number one
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| One is for the love
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| Two is for the soul
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| Three’s the magic number
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| And four is forever
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| Five is so alive
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| And six is in the mix
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| So peep, I hope you’re ready for |