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Mic check, mic check |
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One (one), two (two), three (three) |
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Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's |
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It goes three (three), two (two), one (one) |
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MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like |
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Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house |
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With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out |
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Perpetrators, we can point 'em out |
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So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out |
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Yo, I been in the game since before you was born |
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I might still be emceein' even after you're gone |
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Strange thought, I know, but my skills still grow |
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The 80's, the 90's, 2000's, and so |
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On and on until the crack of dawn |
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Until the year 3000 and beyond |
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Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die |
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'Cause death is the cousin of sleep |
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Because I'm back with a bang boogie oogie oogie |
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Strawberry letter 23 like Shuggie |
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Oh, my God, just look at me |
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Grandpa been rappin' since '83 |
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Oh, I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad |
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Got crazy ass shit pullin' out the bag |
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Don't forget the tartar sauce, yo, 'cause it's sad |
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All these crap rappers, they're rappin' like crabs |
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I have carte blanche, the vagabond |
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Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund |
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I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real'a |
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You ain't a shot, a mobster, or a drug dealer |
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A slug peeler, you're not, mafioso, no |
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You ain't got the cutthroat in ya, beginner |
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I ain't tryin' to hear your racket |
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You work with police dog, you snitch, you rat, you wear that jacket |
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How many rappers must get dissed |
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Gimme eight bars, and watch me bless this |
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I start to reminisce, oh, when I miss |
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The real hip hop with which I persist |
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Like rum in mojitos, bullets and banditos |
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Matzah balls in soup, jackets and troop |
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Yes, y'all, this is one for the history books |
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Nasty Nas, what's the word, count it off on the hook |
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Let's go! One (one), two (two), three (three) |
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Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's |
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It goes three (three), two (two), one (one) |
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MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like |
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Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house |
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With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out |
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Perpetrators, we can point 'em out |
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So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out |
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'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain |
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To blow you bullshit rappers straight out the frame |
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My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister |
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So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer |
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Too many rappers to shake a stick at |
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I outta charge a tax for every weak rap |
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I had to listen to 'cause we be makin' stacks |
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Like Stax Records, my squad we gotta pack, we never coming whack |
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To all you crab rappers and hackers |
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And Circuit Fenders, two-tone splendor |
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I take the cake, I stole the mold |
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The golden microphone, well that's mine to hold |
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And why all these biters all up in my crotch space? |
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Sniffin', puffin', huffin', and mean muggin' with a Blimpie Bluffin |
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Back up off me, sucka, you ain't sayin' nothin' |
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I'm broader than Broadway, I was in project hallways |
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Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day |
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I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay |
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And when this song finished, y'all can sing along with this |
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By the way, I have a strong fetish for Christian Louboutin steppers |
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I hear Russian blonde's the wettest |
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But anyway, I better pay homage to my fellas |
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And that's what's on my mind and the rhyme, who's next up? |
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Mike D, the man of mystery |
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History in the makin', and now we're takin' |
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Titles, awards, and accolades |
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Scarin' the competition as I sharpen my blades |
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We come together like peanut butter and sandwiches |
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Like pen and paper, like Picasso and canvases |
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Rockin' stadiums and shitty bars |
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Go back in time, send a fax from my car |
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One (one), two (two), three (three) |
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Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's |
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It goes three (three), two (two), one (one) |
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MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like |
| [04:08.80] |
Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house |
| [04:11.60] |
With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out |
| [04:13.90] |
Perpetrators, we can point 'em out |
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So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out |