Tonart: D major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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body the bottom line
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I'm a black intellect, but unrefined
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With precision like a bullet, target bound
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Just living like a hooker,
the harlot sounds
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Now when I say the harlot,
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you know I mean the hot
Heat of the equator,
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the brothers in the pot
Jah, lick, Jah, lick ya wind up ya hip
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Draftin' of the poets,
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I'm the number seven pick
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Licks, licks, licks boy pon your backside
Licks, licks,
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licks boy pon your backside
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Listen to the fader,
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Shaheed lets it glide
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Tip the earthly body
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Heaven's on my side
Even in Santo Domingo
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Yo, we got mics, when do we go?
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Know a little nigga who can
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rhyme when you ask me
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Short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy
Verse 2
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1 for the treble, 2 for the bass
You know the style Tip,
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now watch me rip this
I like my beats harder than
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Steady eating booty
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MC's like cheese grits
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My man Al B. Sure, he's in effect mode
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Used to have a crush on
Dawn from En Vogue
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It's not like honey dip would want
to get with me
But just in case I own more
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Now the formula is this,
me, Tip, and Ali
For those who can't count
it goes 1-2-3
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The answer, big up is how I be
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Brothers find it's hard to do,
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Some brothers try to diss Malik
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You see 'em bitchin'
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Mi nuh care 'bout dem
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dibby MC
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Trini gladiator, anti-hesitator
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Shaheed push the fader from
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Mister energetic
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Who me, sound pathetic?
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When's the last time you heard
a funky diabetic?
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I don't know man, I don't know man,
I don't know man
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I don't know, I don't know
Verse 3
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Verse 4
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Complimentary are we,
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the three for poetry
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I got a humdinger coming hook,
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The Timbo hits with
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the prints underground
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Timbo's on the toes,
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I like the way it's going down
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Down like the lady of the evening
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When it goes in hun just
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'Cause Queens is the county,
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Jamaica is the place
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(Take off your boots 'cause
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you can't run the race)
Verse 5
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
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Oh My God, yes, Oh My God
Verse 6
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The title "MC" means
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Master of Ceremony
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Some people who MC,
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don't know what this term means
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