No doubt Hold tight Till the break of dawn Till the break of light
Say yes, yes ya'll To the right beat Get up everybody's bout to leave their feet Get down everybody's bout to lose their seat I be huntin down crews like Pacino in Heat Puttin phsycology in your biology No scientolgy Dianedic anistedic You took bad advise Kid, I'm madd precise When it's time to get nice I heat it up like Spice
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C'mon lets be real You only think you can deal Cause when I'm holdin the steel I rock shit that make you feel like "Damn that look easy, maybe I could do it" So you take a phat beat And put your wack rhymes to it And God only knows What could make you persue it For those that cant dance Just clap your hands to it
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You tell me you the baddest And you get the most cream But tell me whats the status On your self esteem You fronin on your jewels And your Bens And your Lex, All the bodies that you caught And all the Females you sexed Yes, Yes ya'll True indeed The sight of the world Keeps me high on weed Makes my eyeballs bleed but I must proceed Yo that chic's good lookin But she's hooked on speed Buy a first row ticket Watch the vultures feed Get you culture free From the lust and greed