Tonalidad: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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5 years younger than hip hop
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Became a fan in 94
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and I realized this shit's hard
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When all of it is not,
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but that was the golden era
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When flows and clever ways of spittin'
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meant if you were gold or better
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Four years later,
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spark lit right up under me
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Realized right then
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that the mic is where I wanna be
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battlin' and burnin' every kid he meet
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Brand one was beatboxin',
sore throat, gritty feet
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The same shit I'm hearin' walkin'
through these city streets
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Let's fast forward an other
three sets of 50 weeks
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My man Cap, him creators,
the CD came
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We spit 3D flames,
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you think EMP changed?
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They think we say 98
cause it sounds cool
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Like we just made this shit up
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but we started from the ground
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2D, it's the same way
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we'll go down too
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They like how can you sound so new
but still sound true
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Cause I still dominate,
sit back and contemplate
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Never catch me on a break
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unless I'm rockin' great beats
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So take the heat bitch,
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and just deal with it
or feel the shit
If no one else
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you'll have to keep it real or wait
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Cause I still dominate,
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sit back and contemplate
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Never catch me on a break
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unless I'm rockin' great beats
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So take the heat trick and just deal with it
I feel the shit, no one else,
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you'll have to keep it real or wit
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P -Row and Mastermind
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coming with a fast design
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Last in line to get murphed out
with a classic line
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It's a flip through the cancer sticks
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and through the men
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You scripts of verses of spit
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Fire off the top like a candle tipped
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Top of the world, baby,
I pull down my pants and piss
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And P. Diss, you cats better
remain answerless
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Whether I do it as an MC or as a vandalist
No dancing, bitch,
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be the motherfucker
with your hands to this
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I'll put that mic down,
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run to your recruiter and enlist
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Cause Danner's kids too nice
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to even get on Santa's list
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Every time he puts a microphone
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it spits and damages
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Brandishes and bandages,
these amateurs
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Still too many fags in this game
and they keep hanging
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Like we ain't old fashioned no more
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And stop banging on a motherfucker
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So son, who the fuck are you, what?
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I still kick it with a one -two
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People try to shout me,
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the others try to doubt me
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Some say the MCs
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will be better off without me
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But my fans will let me bounce
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Cause I remain the illest
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Simple and plain the illest
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Most anticipated in this
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Cause I still dominate
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Sit back and contemplate
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Never catch me on a break
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Unless I'm rockin' great beats
So take the heat bitch
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And just deal with it or feel the shit
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No one else, you'll have to
keep it real or wait
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Cause I still dominate
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Sit back and contemplate
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Never catch me on a break
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Unless I'm rockin' great beats
So take the heat bitch
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And if you deal with it, don't feel a shit
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No one else, you have to keep it real or wet
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So if you wanna make beats
or my man the master
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You better dominate
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or face a big damn disaster
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If you wanna spit it like me
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or any of my peeps
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You better dominate
and be felt
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even when you're deceased
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Ill Creations, 98, proof we dominate
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MC Cap, prescribed nonsense,
man we dominate
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Hectic world, love and addiction,
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Oblivious, welcome to contradiction,
we dominate
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Judge deep, pushin' envelopes,
man, we dominate
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Aztec revolutionary rule, dominate
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Desolate, end of infinity,
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man, we dominate
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P -Rope, bucket of spit, boy,
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we dominate
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I'm King Kong and it...
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