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* yes, that's actually what he said - don't correct this
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Okay we gon' set the coordinates
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for Q-Unique to travel through rhyme time travel
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Ahh, we're going to send him, 1979, 1988, and 1999
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[computer voice] Nineteen, seventy-nine
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[Q-Unique]
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Hoooooooo! (Hooooooo!)
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Say ho, ho! (Ho, ho!)
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Ah with the A to the B, the C to the D
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Come on, party people get with me
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Swingin, I give you what you need
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and just check the rhyme as I proceed
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ah with the funk, box, no dreadlocks
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I keep a fade and stay well paid
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The funky speakin Puerto Rican without a doubt
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And suckers wanna test, you get smacked in the mouth
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With the R-E-S, P-E-C-E-T *
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No kid, don't you play with me
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R-E-S, P-E-C-E-T *
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Cause I'm rollin with the R-S-C
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I'm with the Arsonists, to the Zulu Nation
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To the top the destination
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With unity, and elevation
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Speak Q-Unique beats innovation
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[computer voice] Nineteen, eighty-eight
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[Q-Unique]
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Arsonists, settin fires
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D-Stroy, Swell Boogie, Freestyle, Jise One
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Q-Unique..
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The force of one, vocally sprayed by poetic machine gun
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Acknowledge existance of a prodigy born son
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Even the odds divide come up with the sum
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and the remainder will be one
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The Q-U-N-I, Q-U-E
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Check the menu, for what it'll be
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Steady flow more, for lyrical pop
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Cause I walk talk look live breathe hip-hop
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Futuristic b-boy, Rock Steady Crew
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Check your Chinese calendar, it's the year of the Q
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Calm, down, my pace so you can
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hop all over lyrical roller coaster ride
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As I, once, again, climb, slow-ly, up the track
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then fall in a poetical burst of an array
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of fat linguistic dispersion
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So get a grip, like a velcro strap
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Cause when I step up I kicks the crazy rap
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Conflict is none, the rhymes outdone
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Check the tactics to the force of one
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[computer voice] Nineteen, ninety-nine
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[Q-Unique]
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Q-United, Rock Steady rhymer
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Arsonist settin fire, check it
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All throughout the seasonal, the epitome of hip-hop
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locks mic cord to track board to spite all rap overlords
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When from out the heavens street lessons
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and battle tactics from rhythm speak
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Q-U and the art of studyin the 1200 Technic
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Ceremonial master killer, apply the fat cap to the filler
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And still and yet, you have no defense against my sixth step
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Only thing that seperates me from the mic is space and time
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And it'll be a matter of minutes before orbitin graceful lines
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Search your place and find, Q-Unique way up, now first in line
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Words written will radiate, hence the verse will fly in
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Used to listen to Ice Cube curse a rhyme now I shine like sunrise
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in the summertime, I'm like hmm, nevermind, one of a kind..
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*track abruptly ends*
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Rhyme Time Travel
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The Arsonists |