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Stories may be told, some right some wrong |
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About the way I put together, the Hev D song |
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Because the rhymes I recite, are powered like a rocket |
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When I say "bass" Eddie F will drop it |
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Decided in my mind to draw a picture that is perfect |
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Listened to it over and over but it was worth it |
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The Overweight Lover's got the WHOLE party jumpin |
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But that ain't nothin cause I just started cuttin |
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And flowin to the sound, created and designed |
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By me Heavy D, the Overweighter with a rhyme |
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Built like a bomb to destroy the place |
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Yo Eddie F, rock the BASS |
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[Heavy D] |
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Now when it comes to lovin, it can get no better |
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I keep a girlie warm in the winter like a sweater |
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Poetically spoken, the rest will get broken |
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While other flip lips if you talk start chokin |
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Take my gun and then aim it, your title I will claim it |
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Grab a camera, take a picture, blow it up and then frame it~! |
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The Overweight Lover's gonna dog the place |
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So Eddie F, rock the BASS |
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[Heavy D] |
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Ask {?} I slam, but fly's the tone |
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To the beat that I speak upon the microphone |
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Some describe my voice as a baritone |
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But all I know is on the throne, I hold my own |
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When you're entered the joint, you knew that I would rip |
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And there was hope that you could quote another Hev D hit |
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So I won't let you down, cause I'ma dog the place |
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Yo Eddie F, rock the BASS |
