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Here we go
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Come on
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Yeah, yeah
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The word is out
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Kool Moe Dee's in the house again
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And here we go again
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And word has it, the brother's esoteric knowledge
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Is a little too deep for the fans
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So he gon' come this time with a simplyfied rhyme
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Check it out
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[Verse 1:]
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Around and around and around we go
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People comin to the jam to hear me flow
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The live lyricist is here and it's so
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I got a funky beat to let you know
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Only real brothers wanna hear real rhymes
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All the soft suckers want the nickel-and-dime
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Candy-coated, sugar-coated bubblegum rap
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Long as it's movin on a funky track
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My vocabulary's over their head
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They can't understand a word I said
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So I gotta come with the watered-down sound
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With mediocre adjectives, verbs and nouns
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Party people in the party only wanna dance
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It's hard to rock a party when you're lyrically advanced
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I tone down the lyrics, supressed ego
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Got a funky rhythm, now watch me go
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[Chorus:]
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Here we go
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Come On
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(Go go go go...)
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(Here we go again)
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(Yeah y'all come on)
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(Here we go again)
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[Verse 2:]
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Go with the flow? no, no, no
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I am the brother that sets tempo
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Intelligent, relevant, eloquent speakin
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You do the dancin, I'll do the freakin
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Some people wanna dance, some people wanna listen
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Some people at the party only wanna hear the dissin
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My versatile styles, I'm able to adapt
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You know I'm talkin shit cause I'm all that
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I drop science for the brothers on the street
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Intellects get it, and others want the beat
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The way they feel I could be erased
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All they want is you to pump that bass
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Rather than tryin to change the times
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They would rather me change my rhymes
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A positive brother? yeah, yeah, we know
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But they would rather just watch me go
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3:]
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I am a brother, young, gifted and black
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There's no need for the profane rap
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I'm lyrically potent, very well versed
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Some rappers can't rap and try to hide it with a curse
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Money in the pocket, gold around the neck
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Rings on every finger, boomin system in effect
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Tryin to imitate, or better emulate
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I can relate, but I rather innovate
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Like the creator I love to create
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Peace and love, conquerin hate
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I got a date with faith
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To be known as the great
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So all you sissy-soft suckers gainin weight
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Become irate, while the ladies girate
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Infatuate, lust and mate
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Mental state, compensate
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If I get too deep, then you won't relate
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So now I gotta tone down the sound
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Cos I can pick the beat up and turn it around
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Turn any jam to a political party
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Raise your conscience and rock your body
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If you can't relate, just clap your hands
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Listen to the rhythm and do your dance
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And I'll just party with the alter ego
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Rock-the-body-body-body-body, here we go
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[Chorus]
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Here We Go
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Kool Moe Dee |