[Intro: Bizzy]
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Ha ha ha ha, and it's on
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Once again it's on, Bizzy the Kid
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The Midwest Cowboy, in the place to be
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Holla at your boy
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When I see-ee, I see-ee, who I be (who I be)
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Ain't no adultery-dultery-dultery
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And it damn sure ain't gon' be no blasphemy man, holla at me
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[Bizzy Bone]
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The valley of death, go peak in the shadows
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and gallop to gallow, the way that we ride
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Probably think that it's over the other side
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baby divided go peek at the time
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Reminded to open the people the blind, look at the duty
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don't think that I look at the booty
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From everything that I was listenin
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rippin the tip of the dirty the mind
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God, how could I know somethin?
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You know that they tellin me I don't know nothin
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They wanted the confident, competent never be pompous
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The drama they given 'em dozen
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In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
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Feelin the love and the beauty is real
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The beautiful field, remember thou shalt not kill
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Whenever you need me it's never exceedin
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the beautiful lessons and beautiful blessings
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And daily distressin, not here to impress 'em
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I'm guessin the expression is plain as steel
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Look at the metal, the metal, the metal
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Now let me go grab it before we collide
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The rhetoric, never be hesitant
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Never my love, the Lord provides
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[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
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I am what I am, no adultery
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And who I be when I see-ee, I see-ee
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I am what I am, what I am, what I
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Now come in the light, up out of the darkness
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When I see-ee, I see-ee, no adultery
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Remember the judge is hard
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Put up the cards no disregard
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Yeah, come in the light up out of the darkness
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fillin the void, and feelin my noise
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And feelin the poise and feelin my boys
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and feelin my voice and fillin my voids
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Now come in the light, out of the darkness
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fillin the void and feelin the noise
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And feelin the poise and feelin my boys
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now look at the temple the Philly
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Look at him grow, look at the heart the mind the soul
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We lovin the Lord, the Lord control
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Get out of the knowledge
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You know that the brain is just so slow
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Plant the seeds, now all of the leaves
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Remember the boss, remember believe
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Remember the E, never no drugs
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These liquid slugs, the love is from up above
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No adultery callin me, baby we ain't fallin
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Ain't know motherfuckin time for that
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Now don't you abandon the rules, the rules is quickly focus
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Say - all in, y'all in, all in, y'all in, y'all in
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It's never the time to question, be attentive of the kindness
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Never the blindness, when they find us spiritually fallin, and pausin
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And brawlin, the birds keep on flyin, they're soarin
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Whether it's - Saturn or Earth, God please prepare 'em (heh)
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[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
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I am what I am
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Ain't no adultery-dultery-dultery
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When I see-ee, I see-ee
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I am what I am, what I am, what I am now
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Ain't no adultery, when I see-ee, I see-ee
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I am what I am
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Now flow with the movement, shakin the dust
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Now look at the world, now look at the lust
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I'm praisin the Lord in the name of the Father
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the Son and the Holy Spirit plus
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Flow with the movement, shakin the dust
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Look at the world, and look at the lust
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Praise the Lord in the name of the Father
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the Son and the Holy Spirit plus
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All of his saints, remember the war pain, givin the best we must
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In the chastisement we must pay attention, that's what's up
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So we tellin 'em baby to realize, the supreme almighty one
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In the name of the Father, the Son
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and the Holy Spirit they feelin the rush
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They feelin the drum, feelin Cheribrums
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Feelin the love of the Lord is just, plush
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And all of his workings and the twurkings of us
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Remember the humbleness, of course we love to play putt-putt
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And plantin the seeds in us, I'm finna sacrifice the love and the price
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And the pipe, even the ice, up up, it's time to shine
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Anytime, give me some wine, hahaha
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What a collision, plowin the brain until it listen, no reminiscin
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Of course I'm pissin I'm feelin pissed, pull out the whip list
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And I've been bitten to the crispiness, drippin in the (haha) blood
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This is the way we do when we them thugs, now find some religious |