Tonalité : D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Oh,
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yeah, well the bell has rung because the time is here
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Oh, yeah, we gotta switch it around
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and put the thang in gear
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Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
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but this here is true
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Oh, yeah, I gotta do it for me,
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but then I'll do it for you
Verse 2
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Major attraction, trouble distraction
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Scramble up my name and it
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still come action
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Music's our number, dial to sue slumber
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Open up your ears to the
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low tint of thunder
Creative queens native,
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mixes are the native
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Want some fresh shit?
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then we're correlative
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Busta is ferocious,
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un flawed and precocious
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Airin fools out cause my willy
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bodacious
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Peoples don't blame me,
shorties can't game me
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Country cherokee but the
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city here made me
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Rock like coral,
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distinctive 'bout my orals
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Got lil' grime and got lotta laurels
The rhythm stay bangin,
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my one, two thangin
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Is exemplified by the comp left hangin
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Percussion's our weapons,
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drums are smith & wesson's
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Lyrics poppin off leaving deep impressions
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Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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Oh, yeah, well the bell has rung
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because the time is here
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Oh, yeah, we gotta switch it around
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and put the thang in gear
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Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
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but this here is true
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Oh, yeah, I gotta do it for me,
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but then I'll do it for you
Verse 4
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I feel what the beat does,
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people fuck wit me cause
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When the song end,
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I become what the beat was
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Same thing as other,
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no need for cookie cutter
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The bar gets raised,
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not your average old gutter
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For that I hit a chin up, b,
ya time been up
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Would've came sooner but I overslept my get,
up
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Now let's get in the middle,
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girl I'll solve your riddle
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Cause we can be strong and protect
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against the brittle
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If groupies need to see me, go and get the cd
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I aerosol you all top to bottom like graffiti
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Biz {?} lot and, dudes say I'm pardon
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When you hear the music,
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thus be gins the mardi gras and
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Rhymes ain't the issue,
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that's how I'm gon' get you
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Don't need a billboard hit for me
to +hit+ you
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The clairvoyant micist, who always
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come the tightest
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Queens everywhere
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demostratin who the flyest
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Oh, yeah, well
Verse 5
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the bell has rung
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because the time is here
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Mmm, mmm,
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we gotta change it around and put our thang in gear
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Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
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but this thang is true
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Mmm, mmm, gotta do it for me
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and then I'll do it for you
Verse 6
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Oh, oh, gotta do it for me
and then I'll do it for you
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Oh, yeah, gotta do it for me
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and then I'll do it for you
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