[ad libbing]
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[City Spud]
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Now everything I drop yo it's platinum plus
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That's why everybody tryna hate on us
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I keep the, fly hunnies in the mood to
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You gotta, prove to us you can groove with us
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And make ya, move with us it'd be the best thing for ya
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Got the, smoothest tats keep it natural like quarter water
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Cruise with us stay all up in your garments
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Pop's stayin' at it while you savin' up your quarters
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In order to rock a party yo you gotta keep it live
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Yella they got me, so I'm mean; flip side
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Curvin' off that herb and you can see it in my eyes
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Lunatics get down and we can rock it all night
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And that's for real yo
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Check the rhyme
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[Chorus x2: City Spud]
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Check the rhyme y'all! (rhyme y'all!) We got it hap'nin!
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Got the whole crowd movin' from the hit that's platinum!
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If ya, think not you better beg the gig!
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Cuz my whole crew behind me one-hundred percent!
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[ELL]
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Yo, uh, uh..
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Now cain't no one get as live as we
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Just to be the best is what we strive to be
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Open your eyes and see, the way the groupies
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Be invadin' our privacy (MAN THEY BE RIDIN' D'S!!!)
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Like a drop top six with the flyest diesel
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While you thinkin' like a G I'm thinkin millions
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Add on like a buildin', stand high on streets
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Hold on to some 98, paid for keys, cats please
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I've been, like, three wheel leavin' E's
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Bees sworm like bees, 'til the haters be my enemy
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You ain't sellin' me; to eat me; and fettle bees
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Repeatedly repeatin' me (repeat me) To beat me, they see me
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Mad cuz they cain't beat me, nor see me
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Mad cuz my ride got rims, and a TV
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I'm ruthless like Eazy, but huggable like Teddy Rugsben
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I'm not as strict so you'll never ever ever put my bugs in
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Your pocket; I mow you, I don't owe you
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That's why I stole you in your eye socket
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Aw, Maggot; Da Lie Rocket
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And no matter what to top it, you ask me what's up?
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I say the star, and the moon, who will be home soon
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[Chorus]
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[Lil' T]
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Heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh
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St. Lunatics emit like Voltron; way beyond your level
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Cover the platinum hits to settle my problems a little
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But 'til then, St. Lunatics just simmin'
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State studios paggin' pins make a million
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Be Rumpel like Stiltsken (you gotta feel that)
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If not, just be my rap like album I hit it back
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Lunatics got my back like murders and Malcolm X
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All you haters relax, every kickin' light stat
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[Chorus]
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Yo
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Check the rhyme y'all
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Check the rhyme y'all
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Yo what's that y'all?
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Keep it live y'all
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Make it real loud y'all
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Check the rhyme y'all
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Things like that y'all
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Keep it live y'all
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Jay E y'all
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Jay E y'all
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I'm on the tracks y'all
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Lunatics y'all
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Gimme that fetch y'all
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D2 y'all
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Non-Asia
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Non-Asia
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Platinum+ (Remix)
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St. Lunatics |