Yeah, you know
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it be buggin' me out, you know what I'm sayin'
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that rap, how everybody like is using metaphors and all that
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it seems like everybody's some kind of metaphor freak
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some kind of metaphorical freak or somethin' man,
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you know what I'm sayin', word up
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So, You know what I'm sayin,
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you know brother's wanna make a movie and all that
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you know how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm sayin'
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I'd just make a little movie, with a chick involved.
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Check it
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If you saw the movie Wall Street I guess you know
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The way ya stack chips and regulate wild dough
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But ain't no G-funk and far from my era
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Tales from the hood your boyz will feel terror
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MC's contaminatin' tracks with feces
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You think of pussy until a flick like Species
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Hi tech ya my pen got velocity
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Jumpin' out the SSL like Virtuosity
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And never question what I'm doin' to ya girl
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She let me dive deep like her panties is Waterworld
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But all metaphors the only thing in rap
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You brothers need to stop with that
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I'm goin' from
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Check it,
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I'm makin' Speed like I'm Keanu Reeves
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But too many True Lies can make a honey please
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She said, I know you want this
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Ghetto Pocahontas
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I got Higher Learnin'
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And bangin' gets monotonous
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Her ass is classic
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Cheeks was Jurrasic
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Servin' a Justice
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Poetic the way I last it
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I touch ground real windy with my lyrics
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Make her talk in tongues and feel the Holy Spirit
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Hear it, pulling light strings
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Got mad cast a swing
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When I do my thing my ballz is hairy like the Lion King
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I'm in the jungle layin' down my mack
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You brothers need to chill with that
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I'm goin' from
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Take me away
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You think I won't fool
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Take me away
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You think I can't fool
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Take me away
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You think I won't fool
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Take me away
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You think I can't fool
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It's kinda like miniture satellites floatin' in closets
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Spyin' in pockets
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Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled with cotton candy
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Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Word up,
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So your man got a good job lovin' ya so much
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Boss on his back comin' home like 'What the fuck?'
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But you be on his side through the thick and all the thin
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That's when LL come in
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Blast a ass like Apollo 13
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Sugar get the cream
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Hoppin dom in every direction
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What a scene
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He can't understand, your best friend's plan
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Running game while you chill with the Demolition Man
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Good love, have fun, tight hugs, and flowers
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I have your girl runnin' off to fake baby showers
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Better get down before ya cryin' at home
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I got her standing on the bed gettin' closer to the Drop Zone
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Some brother's won't appreciate that
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Ain't it scary when you meet a real mack
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Let's run it back
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See the flavors in my lifestyle, chill don't even lie to me
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Balls a lethal weapon, dick a menace to society
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You ain't a player hater kid you took her off restriction
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I make her tell lies and knock the pulp out of fiction
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Kid you know I'm game tight, when you hit it tonight
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I hope she screams my name right
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This word is born kid, you know why?
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I'm goin' from
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
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Check it.
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Hollis To Hollywood
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LL Cool J |