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rib-cage burnin' While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Rapper's Island 4 9 5 0 7, what you dialing, fight faster pushing up deluxe Dutch master
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[Announcer] 5, 6, 7, 8! [Dance Captain] [man looking for Kelly sisters] Has anybody seen the Kellly sisters? You, you're up in 5. [Velma Kelly] (getting
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last act of kind [Planetary:] Everything they say is irrelevant I'm a element of rap that define pure elegance Elevating my residence, bigging them up
how it is and that's how it's gonna be Kids when you grow up who the fuck you wanna be? Like me ya black superhero Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
get equipped, you're tryin' to playerhate Stay off the next man you better go on and graduate [Hook:] When the situations dollars it's time to smash Two thousand zero zero
