[K-Rock]
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Is it a crime - because it's my time to bust a rhyme
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A dope line to make the crowd behind me climb
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and then twine to a tune that Milk produced
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to make the party people get loose
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on the dancefloor, so don't try to hide
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Cause I designed the rhyme that make your back-bone slide
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to the music, cause it's uplifting
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Some may try, but they can't get with this
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But it's nothing for y'all to compete with
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It's just some smooth shit that's legit
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to make you get up when you're at a party
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and move.. your.. sexy.. body
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Up, down, side to side, around
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Come one, come all, come see what we found
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A way for y'all to work out y'all frustrations
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and groove with the band.. K-Rock's the Man
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Now hurry hurry, step right up
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to my sideshow, and watch how my rhymes flow
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I let my galant talent illuminate
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So give three cheers for, K-Rock the Great
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Don't debate, the votes are castin
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This is one race that I could never come last in
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Boy you know that the K don't play
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You can't step to me, don't sleep on a DJ
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K-Rock, because blockheads I knock
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and rock the sock into a state of shock
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That's how it's supposed to be
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and that goes for those who step close to me
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So when you see me, show respect
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Cause I met get upset and cold strip and snap the necks
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of all of those who don't understand
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that K-Rock.. K-Rock's the Man
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K-Rock's the Man
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MC Lyte |