| To all the people in the house tonite,
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| Can ya feel me?
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| To those who live under the street lights at night,
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| Can ya feel me?
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| Check this out,
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| We bout to set this off,
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| Here come the drums:
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| When I let loose,
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| I come out blazin',
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| I maintain mannin' all stations,
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| Fully prepared for all situations,
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| We blow tracks like shrapnel, with the rap skill,
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| Shoot to kill, not for thrills, I got an iron grip.
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| That’s the sound we make, no mistake keep the floor warm,
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| From town to town and state to state,
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| And yo, we rock da set like an earthquake
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| Hold it tight too, and too, I just saw,
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| Strapped to my knife boots.
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| We bump tracks like a fifteens the flavors me,
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| And chill like light when it flows through my brain stream,
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| Ready to fit the script twice when I get nice,
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| Equally precise, hits you open like head lice,
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| This time around we’re here to let it be known,
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| Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone,
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| This time around we’re hear to let it be known,
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| Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now.
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| To all the people in the house tonight,
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| We’re gonna keep on rockin' 'till the broad daylight,
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| So just listen to the sounds comin' through this mic,
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| We’re gonna do this right, do this right.
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| Now set it off!
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| Just set it off, right!
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| Set it off,
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| Just set it off, right! |
| Come on!
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| Set it off,
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| We just set it off, right!
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| Set it off!
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| We just set off, right!
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| (Play this on yah radio)
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| Fire it up like NASA,
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| Rockin' it to ya’ll, ghetto blaster,
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| You’re quick we’re faster,
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| We got the skills to out last ya,
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| My mentality stays open,
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| And if everything’s cool,
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| I’m hopin',
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| To leave the microphone smokin'.
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| Hope your ready,
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| My whole team can rock steady,
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| Makin' noise with my boys,
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| And watchin' out for poison,
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| My main object is to stand for what I believe,
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| Maybe hear the sounds of the guillotine,
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| We drop, hit, electrify,
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| And to all the weak minded till the next in line,
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| Here we made it in our accord,
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| Ready to spawn,
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| Used to go on and on,
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| But now we just drop bombs,
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| This time around we’re here to let it be known,
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| Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone,
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| This time around we’re hear to let it be known,
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| Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now.
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| Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop,
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| Keep rockin' and don’t stop.
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| Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop,
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| Keep rockin' and don’t stop.
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| Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop,
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| Keep rockin' and don’t stop.
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| Just keep on rockin' and don’t stop,
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| Keep rockin' and don’t stop. |