Tonalité : Bb minor•
Verse 1
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Yo,
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get out your pens and pads,
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get out your pads and pans
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Guitars, keyboards,
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A -tracks, and your mandolins
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It's real music,
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real business that we handlin'
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Bout to bring the real shit back,
so stop the panic, and
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Go catch your folks on it,
and put your folks on it
Pushin' my
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Nissan, but still payin' notes on it
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It ain't a classic till that nigga
Tatum spoke on it
Holy
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Grail shit, call the
Vatican and
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Pope on it
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Without immaculate flows,
making the fans cuckoo
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Smacking my hoes,
leaving them bamboozled
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I'm not a teacher, just a grand pupil
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A pit bull walking hard and talking
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shit over these damn poodles
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This ain't outspoken,
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there's no way y could be outspoken
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As long as
Tay is on the mic and
Knife is mouth -holding
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It's niggas from the
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South blowing
The head doctor got your spouse
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choking with her mouth open
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Get it right, bitches
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So all hail
Bahama, who better than me?
Justice
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League,
Justice
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League
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Microphone
Phenomenal
Partain,
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Five -Nine,
China
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Style
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So all hail
Bahama,
So
Shawndona,
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Shawndona
So all
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Bahama, who me?
Microphone
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Phenomenal
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Let's get it on, niggas
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They thought they
could hang with us
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They're bad, just a pain to us
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We train the flush
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Out the weak links, that's chain to us
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Real cats can't af ford to give slack
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We battle back, now the league's
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in search of the ring
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Championship watches do our thing
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Made for
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TV af ter school specials
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In prime time, the latest talk shows
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Now every broad knows,
and every squad goes
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To all of our shows
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It's so beautiful, and that's the usual
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Heavy rotation,
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played on every radio station
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U .S. nation,
even here it would be vacation
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It's so plain to see, it's so plain to me
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This is not what I do, this is who I must be
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And it's not just me cause its just we
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Hip hop has the torch now raps comfortably
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Ab
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I ain't full force but i could smell
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your feminine fragrance
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So foul, rappin' star,
they callin' me flagrant
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Bein' top dog is my duty,
and I agree with
Teddy
Riley
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When you on the mic, I see booty, all your
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TV times after me
Why would I need
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B &G when I got hits on the street?
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Fuck who I offend when I say this?
Cause your name showed up first
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with an asterisk on
Wendy
Williams' gay list
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You're so wack, I can't stand it
Your rap book is holdin'
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on to more junk than
Fred
D.
Sanford
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You nicer than me?
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Nigga, please
You can battle like a samurai
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and still take an
L in
Japanese
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If my name's in your mouth,
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every time the wind blows
I torch your
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Microsoft ass out of 98 windows
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Talk talk niggas be scared on the low
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Every time I come around
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they speak in binary codes
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Got them wishin' all day
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that I disappear
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Cause I keep startin' new
shit like freshman year
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I'm about to climb the charts like,
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pardon me, dawgs
I keep motherfucker
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s jumpin' like lottery balls
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