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Verse 1
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One little, two little,
three little indie rap
Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all
Verse 2
It goes watch out!
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Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack tripper and those
Wellstone bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never
had dreadlocks
Instead I got an army full of women
screaming Headshots!
I guess that explains it, don't it
She started to make a mark but
it came apart
That's what you get for tryin' to make
your little sister eat the kitty litter
Let's watch a rapper get
bitter like the city winter
What the fuck you thinkin'!?
You frustrated or something?
Did you have a bad week?
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shitting on me is so 2002 (Bitch!)
Turn your mic off,
and turn the lights off
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Whoever put your record out must
have needed write- offs
Who they play when the game's
in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in
the A's of your iPod
Watch out! When the crowd gets loud
Verse 3
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It could
burn up the roof or make the
walls all fall down
Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what
you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb
up out the underground
Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put
Verse 4
it down for my home town
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Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause the bass
sounds ridiculous
And nowadays,
every body's biting Tupac
So fuck it, I'ma stand over here
and do the moonwalk
Besides police, I've got no beef
Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth
A cargo van and some Ant beets
Enough rap to slap you to
last week
Caught between the vice
and the advice
Drunk, walking out in traffic
just to fly kites
Time out, the free- style rhyme
out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album,
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And when the smoke clears,
you won't be able to suck dick
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Like you did as a teenage slut trick
And with a mat on his grill,
he asks "Who the fuck are you?"
Don't worry man,
Verse 5
someday I'ma be nobody too
When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the
walls all fall down
Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what
you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb
up out the underground
Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put
Interlude 1
it down for my home town
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Verse 6
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Look, I understand your hate
When I was younger,
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I wanted to be LL Cool J
Then he started making records
for the girls and shit
So I ripped up the
Kangol and threw it away
I stole moves from KRS- One
A little Big Daddy Cane
and some DJ Run
And then we took our life
and made it a song
And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on
It's the be
- I- G D- A double D- why S- E- A- N
He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump,
guess he waitin'?
For what? I don't know,
but who wanna come with me?
I got at least one more tool with me
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So criticize me, or idolize me
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Study from a distance or stand
right beside me
It don't matter, just act like I know
And watch your back on the beat
Verse 7
Or get sacked at the free- throw
When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the
walls all fall down
Watch out!
When you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what
you're talking about
(It goes) Watch out!
We all love a clown
But we don't wanna se you climb
up out the underground
Watch out!
If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down
Outro 1
for my home town
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