Offishal

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    Oh yeah
    Well the bell has rung
    Cause the time is here
    Oh Yeah
    We gotta switch it around
    And put the thing in gear
    Oh yeah
    Not much is for sho
    But this here is true
    Oh yeah
    I gotta do it for me
    But then I'll do it for you

    Major attraction
    Trouble distraction
    Scramble up my name and it still come action
    Musics our number
    Dial to sue slumber
    Open up ya ears to the low tint of thunder
    Created Queens native
    Mixes automated
    Want some fresh shit then we'll corralate it
    Busta is furocios
    I'm flawed and percosious
    Carryin' fools out
    Cause ma willy bodocious
    Peoples dont blame me
    Shortys cant game me
    Country cherokee
    But the city here made me
    rock like coral
    distinctive bout my hormals
    Gotta lil grime
    And gotta lotta lorals
    The rhthym stay bangin
    My one two thangin
    Is eximplified by the cop left hangin
    Percussions our weapons
    Drums are Smith and Wessn's
    lyrics pop it off
    Leaving deep impressions

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    Oh yeah
    Well the bell has rung
    Cause the time is here
    Oh Yeah
    We gotta switch it around
    And put the thing in gear
    Oh yeah
    Not much is for sho
    But this here is true
    Oh yeah
    I gotta do it for me
    and then do it for you

    I feel what the beat does
    People fuck wit me cause
    When the song end
    I become what the beat was
    Same thing is otha
    No need for cookie cutta
    The bar gets raised
    Not ya average old gutta
    For that I hit a chin up
    B, ya time been up
    Woulda came sooner
    But I overslept my get up
    Now lets get in the middle
    Girl I'll solve ya riddle
    Cause we can be strong
    And protect against the brittle
    Ya groupies need to see me
    Go and get the cd
    I aerosol you all top to bottom like graffiti
    ?
    Dudes say I'm plottin
    When you here the music
    Thus begin the mardi gra'n
    Bribes aint the issue
    Thats how I'm gone get you
    Dont need a bill board
    hit for me to hit you
    The clear for ya mic its
    Who always come the tightest
    Queens everywhere
    Demonstratin who the fyest

    Oh yeah
    Well the bell has rung
    Cause the time is here
    Mm Mm
    We gotta change it around
    And put our things in gear
    Oh yeah
    Not much is for sho
    But this thang is true
    Oh yeah
    I gotta do it for me
    And then do it for you!

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