Here I come around the bend again
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Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again
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Check it, battle scars earned and worn with pride
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These words are where my soul resides
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And never did I ever fit into the place, right?
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And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right?
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And you didn't mind making this a race, right?
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So check out the bass
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When I flow, I know, that I grow
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Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet
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And never could you ever bring me down, clown
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Yeah, check out the sound!
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Well I saw your face one time, I never thought I'd walk away
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The we hit the trip that wouldn't quit, and I never walked away again
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I said I'd never walk away again
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Let me jump back into the boom of the room
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Come and take a ride to the top of the mood
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I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip
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I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip
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Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves
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Check out the thoughts that make your mind move
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Check out the lights that form the new patterns
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Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us much phatter
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Check out the zebrahead style
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Boom, boom, boom in the room
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And I kick shit
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Free style form not the norm
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Cause I slang it
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coming five fold take another hit and I hold it
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and don't try to wreck cause kid you'll get rolled
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On the flip side if you chose to decide
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Wreck it from New York to Cali or anywhere I reside
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So check out the crew the the funk flow flavor
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Spitting out smooth sounds that you know that you want to savor
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I wish you could see all the shit that I see
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Back in the day you were down with me
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Back in the day when things were all right
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Check out the lights
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Check out the sounds that I found all underground
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And the swing that I bring all around
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Watch the walls as they all come crumbling down
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Check out the shake and the quake as I kick it down
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This is the bombtrack and we never take it back
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Funky fresh flow is something that we never lack
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So get up and ride this and never try to bite this
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Aim for the sky cause you never know you might miss
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Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves
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Check out the thoughts that make your mind move
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Check out the lights that form the new patterns
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Walkaway
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Zebrahead |