Kunci: E major
Verse 1
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Em
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Word, YEAH'! So we sing
Verse 2
don't- wan'- me
Don't- wan'- me don't-
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wan' no whack deejay uh
don't- wan'- me
wan' no whack deejay uh
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Me don't like what they play
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Me don't like what they say
don't- wan'- me
Don't- wan'- me don't-
Verse 3
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New flow, new style, comin in BOOM BAP
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Who now wanna throw down,
the crew's wild
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two flows - you outta here
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Buck through your outer gear
Em
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Let's raise the fahrenheit on these
DJ's we don't like
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You know who I'm talkin about
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Yo they might come on tonight
Em
They never hype, never tight
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That's not polite
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Am I lyin? No you're quit right
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So tonight, I be statin facts
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Most DJ's are whack
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They NBA - Never Broke a Act
Em
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Yo I'm hopin that, new DJ's open rap
Bring the focus back
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And take the crates from these fakes to
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The lake and throw 'em OVER that
Em
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We lead 'em to freedom or
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Poetically beat 'em up
'em, see them
Em
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I'm bein MC'in seein and agreein
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DEFINITELY will hit them up,
Interlude 1
so we sing
Em
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Verse 4
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I SCREAM on these rappers
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Like directors do actors
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Hang with computer hackers on
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Thug spelled backwards is GUT,
drop the H
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If you ain't got guts and
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You callin yourself a thug, you a fake!
Em
Not just the guts to bust
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off 44 calibre
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Cause mad thugs turn bitch when
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You show that ass algebra
Em
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It's like the vexed look, the sex look
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The checks look, cause brothers be
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You best look elsewhere
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Knowledge of self here
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Em
echinicea for health care
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Outrappin 'em, slappin 'em, ghetto
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Scholar like Pun, joey Crack and them
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Up in the yard, we go to hittin it harder
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Then return to reprieve as
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Mild mannered Kris Parker
Em
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The exec, signin on checks,
approvin budgets
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But if you want it, meet me at any club
We can THUG IT
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Verse 5
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NORE
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goes "WHAT WHAT,
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" Cube goes "YEH- YEAH!"
Em
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Master P goes "UNGHHH
" Busta RHymes goes
"WOOP WOOP" like cop cars
Em
Cause I pull over pop stars
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And arrest they guitars
G
And sentence them to the turntables
Em
Shakin 'em up, rippin 'em down
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Brother whattup? Gimme a pound
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You diggin the sound I'm bringin
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Around, shakin the ground, never a clown
Em
You know that you buggin
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G
But you also know that you love it
others be frontin
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They can't even think about
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G
New flows and techniques
They speak when the check speaks
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Em
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But KRS- One is direct heat
Outro 1
YES!
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