[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
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Get money, get fly, get busy, get live
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Get over, get by, get women, get high
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Get right!
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[Inspectah Deck]
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Think you can stop us, really? Ya'll niggaz got to feel me
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Peel out Suzuki's, make those Kawasaki's pop a wheelie
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Cuz only I could hold me, V.S.O.P. control me
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Better watch those rollies, yo, we crash spots, warn the police
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You think you know me, cool as Coolie High, co-chief
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Roamin' the streets, black like no justice and no peace
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Keepin' the pace, not gon' lose my place, in this paper chase
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Smell this pie we bake, make your plate, take a taste
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Make no mistakes, though, some toes gettin' stepped on
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My name is tephlon, hook 'em like it's methadone
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Whenever the record's on, set the bomb, test my arm
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I'm never alarmed, the best are harmed when the pressure's on
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Back on the block, pull up on the spot, drunk's pop
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Once a drop, echoin' through ghettoes like gun shots
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Pull out that twenty spot, what we got's above hot
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Killa Beez, we run shop, runnin' from the top, it goes
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[Chorus]
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[Inspectah Deck]
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Listen, baby, work your dance, to this verse I chant
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Victim of my circumstance, get at me, first chance
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Bet it's a short deal, good, how ya'll feel
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Ditech, it's all wheel, gonna make 'em all kneel
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Givin' the play, million shipped today, who got shit to say?
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Poured it in Broadway, check me out in the big display
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That's overlookin', Bronx, Queens, Brooklyn
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Staten, Manhattan, wherever there's a hood in
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I dig my foot in, men of honor like I'm Cuba Gooding
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You was bookin' when they jumped off, but who was lookin'
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Via satellite, I broadcast the fast light
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That's right, pass the mic, load me up, I'll crash it tight
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When in the zone, I lose it, I'll put them blown in fuses
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There's no explainin', no escapin' and no excuses
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Move if you true, the kid is due, let my niggaz through
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Gettin' physical and the streets continue to
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge: Inspectah Deck]
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Yeah, yeah
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Ya'll, and that's right ya'll
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And we goin' no where, it's all night ya'll
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I love my ladies with jeans that fit tight ya'll
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For all my fellas on bikes with chrome pipes, ya'll
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Ya'll from the north, west, south to the east side
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We really don't mind, we rep each side
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Haters get mad, they left outside
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You feel what I feel, then come inside
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[Inspectah Deck]
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The eyes like David Caress, so check my following
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Move with The Movement, that's your only option
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My coalition, all in position on this mission
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No quittin', slowly inchin' closer to this vision
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Wont you listen, couldn't inflict your system with conviction
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Stop your bitchin', hard times is all you're gettin'
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See the fire in my eyes, desire in my vibes
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Liar in disguise, never measure eye and eye
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On any of us, what, bounce, before you get touched
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The town's not big enough, give it up, get it shut
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Down like Studio 54, you know that this be raw, you know that this be war
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I'm ahead of the game, why lose, it's better to gain, no darts
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Are ever the same, Deck's my name, I never changed
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On the road to riches, out to foe the snitches
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I roll wit chicks who pose for pictures, they rich and hold the figures
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[Chorus]
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Get Right
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Inspectah Deck |