GOOD MUSIC

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One two, check this out yo

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Spinner what up

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We come from everywhere

Brooklyn, New York, Boston, L.I

Everywhere you walk

We put it on the line with intensive rhymes

Every time a DJ put his hands on a new mark

And cut it up like (scratch) like this

Don't take your eye off the team cause you might miss

Righteous hip-hop done with a slight twist

Hand in the air, leather glove on the right fist

Y'all don't understand who's up in the building

One day you'll comprehend but until then

Keep it par for the course

I know you dreaming 'bout big things popping out a job with a boss

But rap's a fairy tale that'll put you to sleep

It ain't 'bout what you can cop it's 'bout what you can keep

Lauryn Hill told me that shit and it's so true

In rap life these be the things that we go through

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Yo, I'm just trying to live

Won't trust the big buck like DeVoe Bell and Biv

And show initiative

But some choose to try to make me lose my step

Turning off my light

But I use my ear, nose and hands to command me through the night

It's in my heart to fight

But maybe it's time to move on

Pass off my pen like passing off batons

The game is so cold and bitter

Treat you like your name is so old and little on the pavement

Like if I should be stuck

And one error away while you act like you

Don't surf and don't care where the wave went

Sleep on us if you want to

We'll be giving you nightmares for sure

And even when you wake and thought you caught a break from the dream

Nigga we'll be right there for sure

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Yo

Apparently, y'all dudes is just a parody

No clarity for popularity

Stop comparing me

Similarities is a rarity

Cause poverty been preparing me for prosperity

F disparities I know you hearing me

Apart, never tearing me

I'm a man with family

See I never wanna shoot ya

Digging up the past only muddies up the future

So we chew MCs like bazooka

And watch 'em get smoked like a hookah

Raps like Bush, full of bull

Give and take, yin and yang, push and pull

We get on stage and act a fool

Easy to get angry but harder to keep your cool

We got winners

Ace Edo, Plug One and DJ Spinner

It's for the classic old heads and new beginners

True rap not you pretenders

We live it not like some do

You don't know what good music

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From your ear it to the know what good music

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You don't know what good music

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From your ear it to the know what good music

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