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[Intro:] Sample abuser-er-er-ers [x3] That’s what you are, you're abusing your sampling privileges, o Nly sample two samples a month you can't just go on sample After sample after sample- (continued) Wake up in the AM, compose a beat (beat-beat) [Verse 1:] All I see is blinking lights, track boards and fat mics, nine-fifties SB-12’s MP sixties , It’s Mr. Berry yeah i'm a warrior, so In the booth see me dressed like Steph Curry. Heh, imprison Me cause I sold crack, we made history turned a sample into Soul clap, clap. I’m like casada if I gotta and I do it for my Culture- fuck a dollar. It’s JS-1 so now we get into the theme So genuine she let me fit into her jeans, the pain seem mute To a fiend fiend just like the underground is to the mainstream I claim king, and the aim is to make all these niggas think the same thing The prince of thieves still a show to leave, so please believe im always there And you ain't never here like weaves, breeze [Chorus:] Sample abuser-er-er-ers [x3] That’s what you are, you're abusing your sampling privileges Only sample two samples a month you can't just go on Sample after sample after sample- (continued) Wake up in the AM, compose a beat (beat-beat) [Verse 2:] My timeline stretch (stretch-stretch-stretch ) Diamonds still lived on paulie and I just left the school Yard from playing with a Spalding, buck wild let me even more P’s and we was young emcees strollin MP’s, track meet the beats Feet to get the latest those days the greatest but that’s what made Us (aw yeah) Pete Rock had niggas learning he was earning pool box Meant to me that was korea turninG used to have Jamaican rum We’d be in the basement he’d get busy on his rum That’s where a lot Of the wild cowboys come from Back then studio sessions was packed In, manhood was put to the test When I first met Ness I heard the boy Duck for things rare, well our professor was there Forget this act here The records I want sitting out, old man with grey white hair [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Did my first demo tape in Pete Rocks basement SP 1200 yeah that nigga laced it, tapping on them buttons Doin shit like it was nothing, makin hits that was back in 90’s Something and my man extra P also known as my professor One of the first niggas to make paper on them records SP 1200 S-nine-fifty MP 2000 yeah he get shifty Large Pro Premier P-Rock and Q-tip. Used to always get Together building them beats and shit I remember Large to Sample all types of shit putting together like hominy grits Yeah Large and Show biz yeah they kicked it too, both of them Livin legends what they supposed to do peace To the Rock Steady Crew, true pioneers we followed Yall for years yall mother fuckers dope [Chorus]
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