[Grand Puba]
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Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba
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[Missy Elliott]
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Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn
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I'm like grease in the frying pan cause I am
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bacon, eggs, toast, butter
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Smooth sexy lover more FRESH than {?}
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Go ask your brother if y'all don't believe
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I control the industry cause Missy in the lead
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{*scratching*} Uhh, I'm talkin to you man
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With my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan
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When I was young my pops, throw rocks
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Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops
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Couldn't wait 'til I was nice and grown
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Sick of daddy mouth 'til six in the morn'
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On and on and on 'til the record scratch
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And if I made a few scraps I would never come back (YES!)
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Take moms with me and a few ADAT's
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And make a song about dad and tell pops he's a rat (YES!)
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Oah-KAYYYYY!
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[scratched] hold up
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[Chorus 2X: Missy Elliott]
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Y'all don't really know my life
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Y'all don't really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (YES!)
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Y'all don't really know my fears
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And how many years to get here but I'm ready to rumble
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[Grand Puba]
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Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback 'gnac
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I spit hot raps, then I check my traps
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Pockets stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk
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Ram up in somethin like that nigga Marshall Faulk
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I'm a low key nigga, a O.G. nigga
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Entertain my guests in "The Basement" like Tigger
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Grand Puba and the name ring bells
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And if it ain't about paper I don't waste my sells
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So the new school new school need to learn yo
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I burn baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho
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[Missy Elliott]
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Yo yo Puba, hold up
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Let's take 'em back on some "411" shit
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MA-RYYYY!
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{*beat changes*}
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[Mary J. Blige]
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I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
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I'm known around the map to always make a comeback
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I went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers
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Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered
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Had to pay them bills, the places I lived
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Messin with them cats that's said to get I had to give
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I had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack 'em up
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I didn't give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up
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[Chorus: Missy] + (Mary)
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Y'all don't really know my struggles
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(I had two or three jobs I had to juggle)
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And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered
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(Strugglin from the break-ups with my lover)
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(Y'all don't know the half) Don't know the half
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(I'm better off now that was in the past)
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I had to take the good stuff with the bad
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Now I'm (thankful for the little things that I have)
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[scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
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[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
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[scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
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[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
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My Struggles (feat. Mary J.Blige & Grand Puba)
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Missy Elliott |