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( *DJ Supreme One cuts up* )
(Rock the Beat) --> L.L. Cool J [ VERSE 1 ] Yo, I`m the doloist soloist Who got `dro to twist, prefer the brew over Cris` To my independent women and my male chauvinists Throw your fist before you wish Stick your nose in this, we closin this Edo`s maniacal - Supreme get the record Loop it and chop it, now it`s unrecognizable Cut off the unreliable If it`s hot it`s undeniable Type of shit you start a riot to He fire one, I fire two, inspire you Make you believe the bullshit, that`s what liars do See, we roll like tires do If you admire me, then I admire you Cause it`s a cold, cold world for this warm-blooded mammal Keep it off the handle, filled with rap ammo The revolution will be televised on every channel More than a little bit of lootin and vandals [ CHORUS ] This is far from gangsta It`s that hip-hop shit filled with anger It`s the streets, to beef it`s no stranger It`s these beats and rhymes that might change ya It`s the peace of mind that I`m chasin Livin life with less aggravation (say what) It`s mind tellin body about to lose patience Writers, DJ`s, MC`s, and breakers [ VERSE 2 ] I got a second chance to make the same mistake twice My advice for the un-nice, don`t try to break the ice Unless you wanna sacrifice your life I`m authentic, you artificial, man A sacrificial lamb, we got issues at hand High-rankin officials, launch missiles at anybody who ain`t fam You understand cause we overstand, it`s over, man You either bend, fold or show your hand You`re overpowered and undermanned Cause Edo.G and Overlooked got the upper hand From the `Bury, Dorchester to Mattapan You can fall for it all but I know where I stand So where you stand? If it`s about poppin shit and coppin shit Go `head and rock the platinum, I rock some copper shit The total opposite I ain`t with that stupid suit-and-tie office shit It`s that Boston shit [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] Hey yo, my ritual for rap`s traditional with facts Subliminal to callin niggas out on wax We ain`t equal, it`s for my people Who got they eyes wide and ain`t lookin at the world through a peephole The mind, soul and body attack the ungodly Who wanna make rap a big party See, I`ma get what I`m supposed to get I only got about 10 real friends, rest of y`all`s just associates From indie labels, rappers to strip dancers Get pounds and hugs, numbers I never answer Travel frequently We ain`t down if you ain`t competin with me I`m on the airwaves on different frequencies How much dough did you go through Budgets did you blow through to get the industry to know you? Your life is on a auction block, bid quick Heard it all before and ain`t impressed with shit [ CHORUS ]
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