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    [Blueprint]
    Yeah, you know how we do
    Yeah... uh-huh, you know what time it is

    (Fresh!) My name is Blueprint
    You know how we do
    (Fresh!) It's that time again
    Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah

    I'm the man the whole underground is talkin 'bout
    Cats stealin my style before I even had an album out
    Two years ago the same cats was doubtin me
    Heard me on "Alchemy," now they sound like me
    A bunch of powderpuffs rhymin with aggression
    Forgot to follow the steps of natural progression
    I almost think you sat in on my sessions
    You came to class on time but you didn't study my lessons
    You only got a piece of the genuine article
    If I call you son it's because I followed you
    Thank me on your liner notes for makin it possible
    Every year I change it up and make it harder for you
    Now even art fags wanna sound conventional
    Can't rhyme on beat because they lack the rhythm to
    You get cool points cause I'm the one you listen to
    But lose 'em all cause you're not original, but I'm

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    [Chorus x2]
    (Fresh!) Yeah you think you're grown
    Find somethin else to do and stop bein a clone
    You're not (Fresh!) You've been at it for years
    Stop bitin ideas, come up with somethin on your own that's

    [Interlude]
    What these MC's be doin y'all - straight sharkin
    What these cats out here be doin - straight sharkin
    I don't think they heard you man they - straight sharkin
    Yeah, what these MC's be doin - straight sharkin

    [Blueprint]
    Man, these MC's gotta lotta nerve
    "I rhyme and do beats like you Print" - oh WORD?
    Like I'ma grade you on a curve
    My advice to you, master one of 'em first
    You're already a toy as it is
    On top of that you wanna go ahead and spread yourself too thin
    And just because I make it look easy
    Doesn't mean that any Tom, Dick and Harry can do this
    That's the kind of shit I'm talkin about
    You been at it for a year and wanna put an album out
    You haven't even found your style
    You didn't even battle 'til you saw "8 Mile"
    Talkin 'bout what you wrote
    How you know so-and-so and you're the next one to blow
    You wanna rhyme and produce but suck at both
    And if you get on stage with that, you're headed for jokes

    [Chorus]

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