| Yeahh.
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark — check it out
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| Southeast to Pennsylvania, Transporation Authority
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| is what I’m probably on, if I ain’t whippin a Land
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| throughout ya sec-tion, my mind’s in traum'
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| Nine times out of time I rhymes upon the L Train
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| Within my brain, foun-tains over rugged moun-tains
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| of my terrain, diggit I came too far to front
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| So I’m meditatin on how to maintain
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| Stepped off at City Hall into the rain;
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| and ran into my nigga named Dane — I mean Hakeem
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| And we was buildin on how we could organize the team
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| for this capital gain bein that we in the rap game
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| It’s time to have it all, he said he figured he same
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| We realized this a planet of CREAM, to obtain
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| when the predominant rap, conglomerate rap spark the flame
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| Hark the name, The Fifth from the Ill-Power Hill at that
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| He dropped me off within the streets of South Phil'
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| Where niggaz think that killing’s living real
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| Shorties is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
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| We don’t sweat it, by The Fifth you get beheaded
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| I pivot through my borough givin pounds to the dreaded
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| At the lye spots I got credit; |
| could run em down
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| in alphabetic-al order it’s sorta pathetic
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| Yo, I’m livin life within a labryinth of nonsense
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| This is a consequence of being Philly residents
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| Tryin to get it on, the rhythm gettin shitted on
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| The exquisite I exhibit to shine, yo
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark — check it out
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| I walk through this field with 'iminals
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| Ill die-hard soldiers, try to make it to-wards the generals
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| Hard-headed rugged captains, walkin head on through action
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| Turnkeys on the closed caption
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| I bring the skills of wizardry
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| Treat MC’s with bigotry, so now you see the picture vividly
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| Seduce your brain from the temple over instrumentals
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| The Fifth chant, you see the exhaust out
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| the swift camp -- mannerism is to scan your vision
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| You see the light, you can’t eclipse the sun
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| We call back the young, but still they’ll strap a gun
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| to shoot caps that spook cats and rappers hung
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| Now you might tube across from the diners where you find em lost
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| Niggaz hearts so cold, they sport frost
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| The M-the-Illi-tant, the Bad Lieutenant kill your camp
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| You’re now a victim of reality, my personality
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| afflicted, for three to five if convicted
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| Illicit, because most cats will live corrupted
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| It ain’t no pity in this inner city niggaz fuckin
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| Exquisite I exhibit the shine now check it out
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| Yeahh.
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark — check it out
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| Inclined to rap about facts, I never fake jacks
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| Shit is Real like E packs, forty-fifty-sixes
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| Trims and gimmicks, couldn’t faze the true heartache
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| when I first started, but then few remember this
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| Anti-Gangsta Bitch, sporting new jew-als
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| Plain Jane styles internal, to the naked eye
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| Derived from mindstates of Cold Crush tapes
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| and beat breaks seduced by means to elevate
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| Equates my views with the passing
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| Those matching this intellect identify, for like minds
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| Intertwine one thought in uni-son
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| We exquisite I exhibit the shine, ahhh
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| Yeahh.
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire
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| To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind
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| All my peoples that be knowin the time; |
| c’mon
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| and push up ya lighter, up ya lighter
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| Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark — check it out |