| Follow me as I g walk on the pavement I, clear the flem
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| Hawk on the pavement New York’s most dangerous
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| (M.O.P.!) You know, the Brownsville wranglers
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| Since one nine nine trey we supplied y’all bangers
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| I be rockin them beats Will.I.am not
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| No funny clothes and shit, I compose the shit
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| First off I birthed y’all told y’all how to eat
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| Patted y’all back to burp y’all now I gotta murk y’all
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| Fame put in work y’all that nigga the truth in the booth
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| I go hard like caterpillar boots
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| Another 50 MC’s, 48 of 'em
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| Already got pineboxes made for them Somebody pray for them
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| (BRRRRRR BONG BONG!) I ain’t fuckin with you haters
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| I sent fire to you Tony Touch 'em with the fader
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| Now who ridin with us?
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| Motherfuckers ain’t collidin with us It’s M. O It’s M.O.
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| (Yeah! Yeah!) You know you love this shit
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| Fuck a hater my nigga we does this shit
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| We regulate it and we dug this shit
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| Got the gun boys drippin up and shit
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| (SAY WHAT!) You know you love this shit
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| Fuck a hater my nigga we does this shit
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| We regulate it and we dug this shit
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| Got the gun boys drippin up and shit
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| We wrap circles around you clown niggas
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| Brownsville I get real as official pound niggas
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| Boriquas in The Bronx officially down with us
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| They cold niggas in the fold getters
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| Idolized by spitters, y’all remember me?
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| (LEGEND!) M.O.P The fiftieth mc
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| Virgo, birth dog, Billy or B. D
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| From the Gang Starr bus we bumpin you flashin
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| So when I ease through this motherfucker, y’all better kneel
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| If you killers wanna work today, y’all gotta chill
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| I’m good in any hood, I’m like a diplonat lil' homie
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| Better find a extra safety before you gat you don’t know me
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| I’m the reason the ghetto’s attractive
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| And my story’s not a urban legend you bastard I’m active
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| I’m rapidly at this immaculate rap shit
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| (BONG!) To the back of your head and that’s it
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| (Yeah!) You know you love this shit
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| Fuck a hater my nigga we does this shit
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| We regulate it and we dug this shit
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| Got the gun boys drippin up and shit
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| (SAY WHAT!) You know you love this shit
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| Fuck a hater my nigga we does this shit
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| We regulate it and we dug this shit
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| Got the gun boys drippin up and shit
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| Check them niggas spittin that raw shit for Tony Touch! |
| -«Lil' Fame»
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| First family-ly-ly-l-l-ly! |
| -«Tony Touch»
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| Check them niggas spittin that raw shit for Tony Touch! |
| -«Lil' Fame»
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| First fam-fam-family! |
| -«Tony Touch»
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| Check them niggas spittin that raw shit for Tony Touch! |
| -«Lil' Fame»
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| First family! |
| -«Tony Touch»
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| Ch-Ch-Check them niggas spittin that raw shit for Ton-Ton-Ton-T-T-T-T-Tony
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| Touch! |
| -«Lil' Fame» |