Tonalidad: Db major•
Verse 1
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Yeah,
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then who would keep the music
movin'?
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Hard ballin' on 22, Sunset cruisin'
Clampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids cruisin'
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Roxbury heads, hardball,
never lose it not me,
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then who's speakin' the things that I feel,
hear, and see
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And who burnin' the mic
to the third degree?
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Peace 586, y 'all know the legacy
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Raps tryin' to keep new breedin'
Virtually every home
where young and restless roam
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From brothers who back chrome
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to sisters who write poems
Famous to unknown, black,
white, to brown
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then who keepin' the uncut sound?
Man, I'm sick of livin' life in the norm
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Sick of man denyin' God's power,
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only carryin' a form
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Sick of bein' broke since I was born
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Sick of people livin' uninformed,
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man, I'm sick of that
I'm sick of rap,
love the way it used to make
my neck snap
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Now I'm drivin' in my car sayin',
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what the heck is that?
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Sick of this garbage,
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no wonder why these young
kids are starving
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And fiendin' for hardcore cats
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to get their next barb
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Yeah, if not us,
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then who would keep the music
movin'
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Hard ballin' on 22, sunset cruisin'
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Lampin' on Gun Hill,
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Bronx kids bruisin'
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Roxbury heads, hardball, never
Db
Yeah, if not us,
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then who would keep the music
movin'
Db
Gbm
Hard ballin' on 22, sunset cruisin'
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Lampin' on Gun Hill,
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Bronx kids bruisin'
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Roxbury heads, hardball,
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never losin' to me,
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cause when I speak you know
it means somethin'
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No wasteful words, speakin' truth,
leavin' actin's wantin'
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More of my time on my rhymes,
all just to find
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How my mind operates
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to break some baselines
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How I do it, stay consistent
for so many years
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I stay humble, stay true,
especially to my peers
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Fearing God only, never to a single man
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You ain't think I could last,
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you wonder how I can
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Keep the heat,
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keep the pressure coming like a can
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I cry alone,
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I'm on some more graffiti bombing, man
Fat tips and tunnel wraps
up in the walk, man
The Puerto Rican with the free,
can we get a hand?
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Who would've thought
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three Puerto Ricans
from the east would meet
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To bring the heat, rock the beat,
make the crew complete
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Peace, Elson, Motts, Reppin', BX and Rox
A gang teamin' up with a couple of
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Red Sox Pen and Feeble
with the pens and the white sheets
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Hard ballin' with the lyrics
over dirty beats
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Metal cleats for attraction with the rap,
son
Chewin' the red, man,
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ready for some action if not us,
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then who would keep the music movin'?
Db
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Hard ballin' on 22 Sunset cruisin'
Lampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids bruisin'
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Gbm
Db
Rocks, Berry hands, hardball, nothin' moves if not us,
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then who would keep the music movin'?
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Hardballin' on 22 Sunset,
cruisin',
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lampin' on Gun Hill,
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Bronx kids bruisin',
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Roxbury heads, hardball, never losin'
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Wha, what, cat got your tongue off?
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Wha, what, who got you sprung now?
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Tell me what new breed has come
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to undo or renew what's been done
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Cause we are about to get down
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and let it flow all underground
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To stoke the root or
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drown out the sound
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that's takin' over all of uptown
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Cause, not us who keep the
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real music movin'
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Tunnel rats, hardball, y 'all,
we never losin'
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Roxbury head ain't one
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to be confusin'
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No ex cuses or whacks,
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and when we do it, we bruise the track
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And take it back to where the real hip -hop is at
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P -586 is makin' sure we never lack
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Don't forget old school
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and respect the boom -bap
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But we are the TR's,
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y remember that
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Yeah, if not us,
Gbm
then who would keep the
music movin'?
Hardballin' on 22, Sunset cruisin'
Lampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids cruisin'
Db
Gbm
Rocks, very hands, hardball, never
Db
Yeah, if not us,
Gbm
then who will keep the music movin'
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Hardballin' on 22 Sunset,
cruisin'
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Lampin' on Gun Hill, bros,
kids cruisin'
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Rocks, very hands, hardball,
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never losin'
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Yo, I remember growing up as a kid,
man, in the Bronx,
watching them throw jams in
the parks where hip -hop was born.
I remember those days,
it'll never be like that again.
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