Look. ten stories below if you ever try findin me
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im the one with rhymes so high tech i write in binary
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so if you dont understand at all thats understandable the vibe is intangible the rhyme is like an animal
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a beast of the night, it likes to feast in the light,
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it gives no peace on the mind, with the bits that you like
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im sellin bottles of soul, in the form of a lyric, you know me,
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im the difference between soul and spirit.
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everybody freeze,
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just hold and hear it, feel the cold and fear it,if youre bold come down man n feel it.
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i put soul into my control a jazz artist puts soul into rock and roll,
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you gots to roll with us or else youre against us
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my throw to mes like poetry just less pretentious
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we can sees be friends but be just as bad as each other
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never be fatter than suffa so wanna battle each other
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an just leave me alone like a hermit in a cabin
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the vibe is a love reverberating like a hammon light
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try
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we got the fight
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its not the one its never since
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so hilltop hoods represent represent evidently when we represent a weakness is never ever evident
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i represent the kids from the side of the street, never silence to meet, and the feelin thats inside of this beat
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this is the beat
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the hills know you suffa
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that made you call an ex lover aside
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summer nights on the porch with a beer
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this is the beat ya of the year
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this is the beat
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to put the pressur to your point
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this is the beat
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to make you scream is the choice
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like a tunnel vision well let me make it clear
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this is the beat ya of the year
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The Soul Of The Beat
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Hilltop Hoods |