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Uh, uh Ladies and gentlemen the Synonym for fresh, truth is the Hardcore since I was next door to Clem and Cold as the winter fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I a +Master+ since P was No Limit-in Stick a sayin, no and no mimickin Q infinitin down old are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and Pelican brief these on who I be Before the paper and the fame knew Rashid like Dru Ali - many have come but few have been to be a true MC You sing along wit it, you knowin it's wack Young who? I don't a openin act
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Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones you ride fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show, you know