Unconceivable, unbelievable
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Grammar like a hammer information receivable
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Sent by the lord, here and abroad
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With words well adored that they can't be ignored
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For force, because that makes Run the boss
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So get lost, because I just tossed the poss
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Make way today, and if I may, I say
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I make pay with Jay, so get away ok
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Gaining weight, I ate the whole plate to date
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Never make the break, I don't state the stake
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Just keep the keep, I don't sleep for weeks
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Get deep to leap, or I'll beep the jeep
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Put down the clown, get 'round the town
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I've bound the sound, and I've found the crown
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Get paid and laid, not jade afraid
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'Cause I stayed and made, not a man to fade
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Gotta group the troop, gotta shoot to shoot
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Shoot hoop to scoop, or a scoop to loop
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Going off and on, not soft to con
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Just black and back to go back and run
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Go to school and cool, not drool or pool
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Gotta soul and goal and cold hold the jewel
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Upset the best I met, met a jest
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Just less the pest, and I'll take the bet
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Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch for lunch
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Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch
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Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts
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Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease
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No dope to cope, just good to go
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There's hope the Pope, big nope for nope
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Quite clever and ever, but together forever
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Run-D.M.C, and we're tougher than leather
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Strong and mighty, hard as can be
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The perception of the life were as strong as D
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Never frightened, I'm writing, write for what's right
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It's even deeper in the night, I'm keepin' with my mic
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I gotta go for broke, and I ain't no joke
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I'm gonna yoke the choke, 'cause of the suckers I smoke
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Bum rush and crush, leave 'em in the dust
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Bust the bust, those scum who mess with us
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Only strong survive, and the weak will die
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As long as I'm alive, I'll keep my head up high
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Because I'm strong in body, and smart in mind
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I was born to bind, as the gift to mankind
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I pump with jump, never givin' no slack
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I be killin' the villain, and I chillin' (you're black)
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I'm not a bum, not dumb, it's me you work from
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I'm the king to my beat 'til my kingdom come
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'Cause I'm rough and tough, cold huff and puff
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Don't bluff the stuff, got enough to muff
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Go long and on, no longer song
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Go on and on, just from dusk to dawn
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Put preach and teach with a speech to reach
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All streets in each, with beats for treats
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Got the king supreme, may seem the gleam
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With a beam the ream, no scream machine
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Not a gang to bang, out to hang with slang
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Talkin' angers ang, about everything
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Just brothers and others, like fathers and mothers
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Who discovered the lovers that think they're up and above us
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No crime or time, just rhyme and I'm
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Full grown and own no phone or time
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Just cut the stuff, do you get enough?
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'Cause we're rougher than tougher and rougher-tougher than tough
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With a voice like thunder, words of wonder
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All alone standing tall and suckers roll under
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Possessed with power, cowards will cower
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Dogs we devour, hour after hour after hour
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Three man riot, you can't deny it
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Will so ill that you can't defy it
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Gonna live positive, forever and ever
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Run-D.M.C, and we're tougher than leather
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Tougher Than Leather
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