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    [Hook:]
    We like those gangsta rhymes...
    Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
    These rappers kill and thief...
    A lot of times it's only make believe...

    [Chuck D:]
    Once upon a time, not long ago
    a rapper got shot, and no one knows
    who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave
    and after the prayers and the street parade
    shit got forgot, and now he's dead
    and all the fans loved everything he said
    So understand this, you don't wanna miss
    Sex, drugs, and violence

    [Hook:]
    We like those gangsta rhymes...
    Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
    These rappers kill and thief...
    A lot of times it's only make believe...

    [KRS-One:]
    Ayo once upon a time in Jamaica, Queens
    An icon gets shot and no one knew what it means
    It was just another muder scene
    but let's get on with the bling bling
    ching ching and half naked chicks that can't sing
    Murder weapon, never found. Police, never around
    The respect, the intellect, and the suspect all out of town
    It's all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man
    While they takin us down, man
    We're takin you down. I got another new sound
    It's really an old sound, but you know how me and Chuck get down
    We got peace, love, unity, and having the fun
    But you all want sex, drugs, violence 101
    Here it is... Bam
    Stop being a little boy with a little toy, stand up and be a man
    Now you see the plan, from west to east
    Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and peace
    We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no seats
    Bringing it to America like Geronimo and Cochise
    Get that, but make sure when you spit rap
    If you ain't really ready to die, yo, don't spit that!

    [Hook:]
    We like those gangsta rhymes...
    Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
    These rappers kill and thief...
    A lot of times it's only make believe...

    [Flavor Flav:]
    Once upon a time I was on Long Island
    A man got shot and he wasn't smilin
    He was bleedin from his guts, yo
    A policeman was sittin and he drove up on the spot, yo
    Now when police light came on
    when the man died, who was the blame on?
    Wasn't me. Not you
    I didn't kill nobody cuz my records don't do that
    I make the records for the kids
    Gangsta rap flippin people's kid's lids

    [Hook:]
    We like those gangsta rhymes...
    Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
    These rappers kill and thief...
    A lot of times it's only make believe...

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