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As I grab my pad and pen and begin to talk from within
Oh God my eyes they water like a preacher who sinned
I'm only human but, the world has put me on a platform
Since the day i was born
To only wait for my downfall, but like a brick wall
I'm too hard to break
Okay i do make mistakes, but i'm the realist from the fake
That's why i'm the hardest to hate
Aaliyah, baby girl, I've learned to love those while they're still awake
Sleep, sleep, and prepare a place for those that are good and the projects in horde
Give to the misunderstood
I know Lisa, Pac, and Biggie, and J and Pun are still number one
The will be more of us to come
I am a leader, a teacher, gotta, like a single parent provider
Puttin back those hip-hop desires
Like a priest with a back-sloughter
I've sinned but i win
And anyone we've lost in life in 9/11
W'ell be sure to see again

LISTEN UP EVERYONE!
WE HAVE BEEN JUST INFORMED THAT THERE'S AN UNKNOWN VIRUS THAT'S ATTACKING ALL CLUBS!
SYSTEMS HAVE BEEN SAID TO BE HEAVY BREATHING, WILD DANCIN, HOPPIN, SO WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND
(hoo-ee-oo)
Run for cover (cover, cover...)

Pass that dutch [x8]
Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here i come
Pumps in da bump, make ya wanna hurt somethin
I could take ya man, i dun hafta sex 'um
Hang 'im out da window for me, Michael Jackson
I'm a pain in ya rectum
Man, i am def that dey all slept on
Heavy-hitta ryhmes, betta call me rerun
Hey, hey, hey, i'm what's hap'nun
I'm out ta get mah drink (That's right!)
Shake ya [-] to the stink (Thats' right!)
Mista Moze on da beat (That's right!)
Put it down for the streets (That's right!)

Pass that dutch [x5]
Come on pass the dutch, baby
Shake, shake, shake ya stuff baby
Pass that dutch [x4]
Pop dat, pop dat, jiggle dat fat
Don't stop get it till ya clothes get wet

Numbuh One, drums go BUMP BUMP BUMP
This beat here will make ya HIMP BONE JUMP
The music, fat one
Put ya clothes back on
Before ya start puttin potholes in ma lawn
Oh my god, show my lord
Shamundah attack like ma name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And i can write the song sicker than Jeffrey John
[car alarm goes off[
Who touched my car alarm?
Break in my car, you will hear (viper arm)
Been a superstar since Daddy King was raw
I'm loud on stage now gimme some applause
Stank you, oh thank you y'all are so wonderful

Pass that dutch [x8]
What kinda dance is this? (dutch)
Come on, work dem legs (dutch)
What kinda dance is this? (dutch)
Come on, work dem legs (dutch)
Now y'all in da middle (dutch)
Lemme see y'all dutch (dutch)
Lemme see y'all dutch (dutch)
Come on, lemme see y'all dutch (dutch)
(Wake Up!)

You better wake up
Stop sellin crack to da black
Hope ya brought a spare fo' ya flat
Now ya see me talkin real facts
Down da hill like Jill and Jack
Cause i speak what ya weak mind lacks
Ya heard dat?
I'm created to da fullest
Whatcha talkin' bout, Willis
Cause ya talkin' never kill it
I hear but don't fill it
Thou ain't realist, ya just sweet meat in da village
Yeah, I'm a don diva, don 'eva, Y'all not squeeza to a white beater
Yup, i'm a top leader
I got the Martin Luther King fever, Imma feed ya what ya teacher need to breach ya
It's time to get serious
Black people, all areas
Who gon' carry us?
It ain't time to bury us!
Cuz music be our first love, say i do let's cherish it
If ya don' got a gun (It's all right)
If ya makin' legal money (It's all right)
If ya gotta keep ya clothes on (It's all right)
And you ain't gotta sell ya li'l phone (It's all right)
And ya wheels don' spin (It's all right)
And ya gotta wear dem jeans again (It's all right)
Yeah, if ya try it, oh well (It's all right)
MC, stop da beat flat cell (It's all right)
(Wake Up!)

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