Tonart: G minor
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Verse 1
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shabba -dabba -dabba -tweet
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up
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You're lyin' better quit,
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cause I smell it, that's bull
What? Shut the fuck up
Some of my best friends are Stop!
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You say you're not a racist
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My mama came here in 61
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But rule brings on your fun, fun, fun
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Too many farmers and
Run, rabbit, run, rabbit
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Ooh, what's it all about?
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I'm smithin', gimme the fu mo,
cut the bro
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They be walkin' and talkin'
and eatin' and shittin'
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But sometimes I wake up
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It's said by the people I associate with
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and that makes me glad
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You don't really have to answer that
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Are you weary of people
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throwing this and blowing that
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I cheer my dear to those
who dare to enter
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Forward in this ring, round one to the cat
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Smell that
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Sniff, sniff, take a whiff
See through all the bullshit
that you're talking
While you're walking
and you're trying to keep
Oh, hoppin' sex smith, baby,
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ridin' Ms. Dazer
Pwnin' her crazy, you're just another maybe,
you will, you won't
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You think that if you don't,
then your manhood is gone
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Have to play your own deep stroke
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Look at this kid, he got it easy, it's flat
Even got your chimney hat,
but you can't come correct yourself,
Checkin' it back to the book of abuse
my mama took
When everyone was cookin',
she never got a lookin' like
Knock, knock, who's there?
No room in here
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Some of you white folk are so sincere
She's chased by the skins
and the tags with the duck heads
When black was the music
that gave them crack
Now do you hear me?
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Take a deep breath
Too much of that bull is bad for your health
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The Union Jack ain't got no black
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Sisters and my brothers,
do you smell that?
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Shab -dub -dub -do -ee -dub
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Shab -dub -dub -do -ee -dub
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Shab -dub -dub -do -ee -dub
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Shab -dub -dub -do -ee -dub
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Give me the R -E -S -P -E -C -T
Give me the truth
and I don't care if it hurts me
Give me the sunshine
somewhere I can be free
Cause some people don't understand
the first thing about honesty
Give me the traits
for someone to hire me
Give me the resources
and causes to fight back if they fire me
Give me the stage to rage
and engage your senses
Kick it down further,
some cotton pads and not medicine
So keep it coming, keep it coming
with your sweet stick ding -a -ling
Without those words
then you don't mean a damn thing
Can't be a man unless you talk about
Hittin' skids, you're runnin' in a race
You are never ever gonna win
Lyin' through your ass, think you passed
But the shit won't last
Cause when you're out
of cash
and the things ain't moving fast
The people who have made you
will be the ones to make you
And everyone will hate you
It's gonna be too late to smile now
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shout out on Twitter, snap that
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Shove it down, down, and clean it up
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Shove it down, down, and clean it up
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It's not bad
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It's not bad
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It's not bad
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