[Inspectah Deck]
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Four wheelers, pop the hatchet, blast that hitter
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Honey times, money hurry, snap that picture
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I wanna see the walls come down, if ya'll bout it
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For New York, I cover the sport, like Marv Albert
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One, two, when I exhale, the one-two
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Lock it down, similar to Denzel in John Q.
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Fire the semi, with no ice, no Bentley
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I'm just low fitty, throwin' limes in the Remy
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There's so many fraud, how could you call that real?
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I supply fire that'll forge the steel
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Can't ignore the real, yeah ya forcedthe deal (With who?)
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With that nigga, that kid, you're sure to feel
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Big money, big guns, big cars and all
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Rock tally on the floor, at the Monster's Ball
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From the 718 to the 310
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Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the unsung heroes
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[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
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They see me in the streets they be like (That's that nigga)
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Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga)
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Girls of the world be sayin' (That's that nigga)
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All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga)
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Girls of the world say (That's that nigga)
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All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga)
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They see him in the streets they be like (That's that nigga)
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Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga)
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[Inspectah Deck]
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The Movement, follow my lead, clock my speed
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Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze
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He's artist of the year, who can touch me son?
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Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun
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And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin' my game
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My dogs be, rockin' them chains, poppin' the same
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In the distance, hawkin' my style, talkin' loud
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Non-believers wonder how I'm talk of the town
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Hate Me Now, like Puffy and Nas, I uprise
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Never thought big guns would survive, but surprise
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Now what nigga? Only drugs sell quicker
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Been chained in the dungeons of rap and held prisoner
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You'll find me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash
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My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the mass
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I'm comin' like the taxman for all their business
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I'm bound by my honor, so ya'll bear witness
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[Chorus]
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[Inspectah Deck]
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A Titan like Steve McNair, be prepared
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For the Top Gun, smokin' like weed in the air
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Please beware, the Underdawgz roam in the yard
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Postin' hard, approachin' get you closer to God
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This is real life money, not a scene from a movie
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U.D.'s tighter than the jeans on a hoochie
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The groupies crowd the 6 point o
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If it's like that now, wait til this joint blow
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Tell the world, the prophet has come, problem for some
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The masses, holla for son, hot as the sun
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That keep your eyes open don't you get caught sleepin'
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Your boy get you bouncin' like a six four leanin'
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[Chorus]
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That Ni**A
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Inspectah Deck |