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I was born in the Boogie Down cat scan

Where my building fell down on the rats and

People sold the super on a trip to the penile (Penile)

While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle

My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear when I transmit

I am the manner of the family 'cause the pants fit

I want to let forensics prove that I can mends Groove

With the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say

Salutations to the nation of the Nubians

We 'bout to place you in that 3 Feet of stew again

I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm

I gotta "Hey Love" all the honeys 'cause they're short term

Tallyin' the score, I'm for the shottie in the jacket

For the brother, he's a **** when he packs it

So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad float a note

That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signin' til the break

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Ayo, groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer

Wave the eighteen mill, even still

Sack or bag of troubles, make a single double

Loop the coin and join the minimum wage

I had a plan if I was the man, I'd throw the J

Lay it low and late night, I get sessed

Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset

Wagin’ my days to the one bet

'Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine

Out of line, I breeze into the early mornin'

Freak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder

'Cause the days of the breaks be just about over

The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks

I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere

Reasons for the Cheer All Temperature here

I keep it to the rear, and then I'm exploding

I be the fab, I be the fabulous but see, unlike the Chi

I got the flea up in the name

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Can't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others

Latchin' on to when I caught the fame

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Pass the task to ask me 'bout the Native Tongue again, my friend

I tell you Jungle Brothers On the Run

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I'm shakin’ hands with many devils in the industry

Believe the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def

And like the autograph, I'm signin' til the break

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We in the mornin' at the end, but in the end I be the is

'Cause in the mix, man, it's alright

Momma got the rhythm to my day-life

My pops gots enough, so best to leave or sail the waves

To the Long, I laid the anchor in the 'Ville

And how I relate, I stay inside of my gates

Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees

And the weather feels fine

You opened my eyes, man, thought I had a man

But how could I eye-scan? I wasn't around

I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far

Gathered the new, from the zoas around

Grew old with Mikey Rhodes and played the codes

Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz

A simple, "How ya do?" Ah-check it from my friends and my crew

Makes it definitely special

Now there's no "Shiny Happy People" in the crew, we play the rough

I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low

You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid

I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge

I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right

'Cause a squid is just a punk

Yo, he deserved to lose the fight

I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream

Plug Wonder Wonder Why you're lonely tonight

We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell

Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel

Motel, holiday, inn-fact

I'm gonna let you know, once again

That De La Soul is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder

Than the normal rappin' fool

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