| In the morning when I wake up
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| People try to bring me down
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| But I got the axe if they be the tree
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| Baby I’m gonna cut 'em to the ground
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| Cause I got the power
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| I got the need
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| To open up your eyes to see
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| That the party, it be jumpin
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| And the music, it be bumpin
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| And you know who the movement be
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| 'Cause everybody wanna ride tonight
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| Really all we gotta do is roll
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| Everybody getting high tonight
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| People gotta take it real slow
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| Everybody feelin right tonight
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| Really all you gotta do is swing
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| And if you’re not getting live tonight
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| It makes me want to scream
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| So come on scream for me
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| In the evening when I grow weary
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| People try to bring me down
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| But I got the axe if they be the tree
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| Baby I’m gonna cut 'em to the ground
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| I just wanna have a night without having to grab a knife
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| And not having somebody take away my natural right
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| To act accordingly
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| It’s important we getting 'em hype
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| And the only murdering going on is me killing this mic
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| That’s the single solitary most positive bit of spittin
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| That I could possibly give to prohibit emptying clips in the mix
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| The rhythms is hitting, the music is hot
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| You knocking your head back and forth to the shit
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| Giving it what you got
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| Come on |