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Verse 1
Who am
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I? I'm a worm, not a man,
despised by my own people and hated by all.
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That's who I am.
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Yeah, I think it's about that time that we take
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them to that place where we came from, you know?
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The place where music is the voice.
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That's true, man. I think it's about that time too,
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you know what I'm saying?
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It's like, they ready.
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Been through it.
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They ready.
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A place of dwelling where existence
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depends upon expression
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The atmosphere where artistry
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and viewpoints collide
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Where beats and eardrums collaborate
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Then demonstrate a harmonic
vocal blend with no color guides
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If there's a skirmish that's handled in the mental,
not physically
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Strategic target then fired
with linguistic weaponry
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The place to be,
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the area where freestyle dominates
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Which creates a massive style change
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that'll rearrange your mind state
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Where breakdowns don't ever
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need to be fixed
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And stolen pieces thrown together
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does not mean you're in the mix
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You wonder how it is to be,
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simultaneously
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Interacted with the boom bap
and the rap constantly
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Well I personally had no
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choice but to come out back
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Cause every time I turn around
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I collect a pound
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Cause in this place they have a
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true understanding of hip hop
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So everyone is able to pick
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up on what I drop
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Talkin' bout a place called
Hip
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Hop
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Now what about that place called
Hip
Hop
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I never seen you in that place called
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Hop
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So the lies that you speak need to stop
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Talkin' bout a place called
Hip
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Hop
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Now what about that place called
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Hop
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I never seen you in that
place called hip -hop
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So the lies that you
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speak need to stop
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Now I've been down since
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Leather
Straps and
Spikes
Or
Porn
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Next when bikes was
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BMX
We'd track to dance the breaks
My heart would beat a mile a minute
When
Freakazoid was played
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You focused on the circle cause I was in it
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The street animal was
mechanical with the poppin'
A deacon of tweakin' body
My hymnal was ain't no stoppin'
So how you want's to play it?
Let's swing it to a battle oak
The youngins from
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Coast say
Let's bring it to
Shadow
Oak
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Boombox in hand on me shoulder
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though it was achin'
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Rollin' like a boulder to see who's
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name would be taken
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Never had to rename no
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crew for somethin' like that
My boys had every type of
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windmill down pat, hey
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And I could dish a flare that
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would force you to share a curse
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But around that time I
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decided to kick a verse
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See when breakin' died down
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and I became less coordinated
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I would drown inside a beatbox for
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rhymes to be formulated
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And little did I know I
was a natural prodigy
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On a tiny boat alone in the
sea of vocabulary
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Eventually I turned the tide
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to master what I'd catch
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And soon I'd have an act to
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fetch at once a batch of raps
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talking about a place gone,
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now what about that place gone?
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I never seen you in that place gone,
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so the lies that you speak need to stop
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I'm talking about a place gone,
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now what about that place gone?
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I never seen you in that place gone,
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so the lies that you speak need to stop
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Now cool water colloquialisms,
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splash the face of opponents like acid
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Corrosive to body components,
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in zones where microphones are the nucleus
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and ghetto kids seek for the
radius to be true emcees
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These sites are highly delectable
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upon the pupils first hand
I've seen that in a land called
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Pomona
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Yet many claim the same origin
They're trapped in virgin ears
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Can't hear the phonographic
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images we speak of
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The streets are pegged with beats
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And there are airs of kicks and snares
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Reality is formality and
the rules for living here
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But if you're versatile,
you're fertile
Therefore your music produces
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And it's not about the one you collect
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But about respect in human circles
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All signs of rhymes
There's no clocks here
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But I guarantee you ask anybody
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They'll know the time to enter
Dudes must be paid and fooled,
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that's the thing
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An d now that hip -hop has found
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Jesus, it's a better place to be
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Talkin' bout a place called hip -hop
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Now what about that place called hip -hop?
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I never seen you in that
place called hip -hop
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So the lies that you speak need to stop
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Talkin' bout a
place called hip -hop
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Now what about that place called hip -hop I
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never see you in that place called hip -hop
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So the lies that you speak need to stop

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