| Oooh
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I been back around the way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Let it spin let spin let it spin
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| Since I been back around your way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Long time long time
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| Struck by the luck of the draw
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| Real life preservation, what I’m hustling for
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| My name Black Thought, the definition of raw
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| I was born in South Philly on a cement floor
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| We had nothing at all, I had to knuckle and brawl
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| They swore I’d fall or be another brick in the wall
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| Another life full of love that lost
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| That’s silly, this Philly, y’all really ain’t stoppin the bull
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| With the pen like Willie on top of the hall
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| Pure soul is what the city most popular for
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| Hear the tones that will ease you
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| Smooth as Bunny Sigler’s soundtrack
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| Keepin your head boppin and all
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| And it’s something in the water where I come from
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| They used to sing it on the corner where I come from
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| Making somethin outta nothing because everybody fifty cents away
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| From a quarter where I come from
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| Yeah the streets ain’t timid but I feel at home in it
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| Gotta see a couple people, I ain’t got at in a minute
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| Yeah, you can take a brother outta South Philly
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| Can’t take it outta him really
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| I forever represent it
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| Oooh
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I been back around the way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Let it spin let spin let it spin
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| Since I been back around your way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Long time long time
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| Live and direct, I don’t need no mic check
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| Remember mommy told me «Peedi, you ain’t write that!»
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| It started in the bathroom taking a dump
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| Listening to Ultramagnetic ego tripping you won’t
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| Question my word, I’m the urban version of you chump
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| Stomped on a different ground, sound second to none
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| Synthesizers tweet to improvise your feet
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| I calculated every lyric to arrive on a beat
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| It’s free, come get high on me
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| Before a nine millimeter shell hit my pelle pelle in the P
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| And yeah it’s somethin in the water where I come from
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| They used to sing it on the corner where I come from
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| Making somethin outta nothing because everybody fifty cents away
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| From a quarter where I come from
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| It’s just a natural reaction for crack to make it happen
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| Let the pen ink sink into the paper of the pad
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| Think back when I was younger
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| Ghetto could have took me under but
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| Peedi can’t mess with North Philly, never had
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| You don’t know about me, you ain’t stroll my streets
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| Look familiar, I feel ya, long time no see
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| Oooh
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I been back around the way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Let it spin let spin let it spin
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| Since I been back around your way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Long time long time
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| Clap something but whatever you clap
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| Clap to the record spinning while I’m taking you back
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| To the top paper era, baby dig on that
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| Picture the pool room where the money getters was at
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| And street people with the feathers in the cap of their Borsalino
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| Pulling paper in as if it’s a small casino
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| I was a young boy sweeping the floors
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| And runnin to stores
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| But all those old heads would talk to me though
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| About the way to clutch the eagle on a buck and tuck
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| And if I’m down how to get back up
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| Just survival kid, and it’s a struggle worldwide, I’m positive
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| Shit the ghetto might as well be the Gaza Strip
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| You know where all of the monsters is
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| Street walkers, you don’t see no consciousness
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| I’m coming back to where the core of the problem is
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| We on the job again, y’all know what time it is
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| Oooh
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I been back around the way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Let it spin let spin let it spin
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| Since I been back around your way
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| It’s been a long time
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| Long time long time |