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Whether in a penthouse or a cave dweller I can tell you 'bout now I'm not a fortune teller Grab a treat from Yosi, my muffin seller Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder And yes I got a plan I'm a carry out it Yes, I'm pro-choice, I'm a-scream and shout it Yes I love life and I try not to doubt it Yes I'm gonna party cause I'm 'bout it 'bout it When it rains I don't use an umbrella When I write rhymes, I use indeli-ble ink That will make you think Flowing like water that you love to drink NOW get busy Sweet like a nut filled with Nutella Creamy like buffalo mozzarella Sneaking around you know I smell ya Well I play ya like a peanut and throw the shell ya Well I could give a fuzz if ya think you're a baller I get so many huni 'round you fall smaller Middle school rapper and a proud yes y'aller If ya think about your grandma go ahead call her From the East Coast so I don't say hella At the mic stand my performance is stellar Pop the tape in and I listen to fella I give a little shout to Nelson Mandela NOW get busy Known for the words that make you scream and holler I'm Count Dooku to your Queen Amidala Give a shout to Spiro or John Waller I'm a student of the game and a bona fide scholar So ease up on the bong to ease that coughin' Butter's on the table now watch it soften Bring in those beats and I'm a bring them often I'm a keep rappin' when I'm in my coffin Like a mind gone mad that is unwinding In a padded room the walls you're climbing Don't sign on the line if it looks binding Ya have to get loose and find the lining NOW get busy
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