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    yo, where the freaks at? Lookin at me
    you wanna see Black? Then jump on it
    and to the chumps who think they might want it
    I might spot your ride and dump on it
    and send a couple of boys
    to that corner of yours
    and role out with a nigga slumped on it
    you see Black fall back son
    me and Shak up in a black Regal no insurance
    we like DEA serving warrants
    so tell the freaks you know to stop whorin
    we gonna grab the mics and get em off the wall so everybody in here can stop snoring
    yo where the safe? money, unlock it
    pull it out your pocket
    Ben Banniker Bay with the Al Morracan
    Black Thought on capitals like the sovereign
    girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
    focus, flawless New York to Europe
    to lands where my feet aint even touch the soil yet
    what a movement, the rap solution
    it thumps so hard we got em world wide usin them
    tracks from Black for satisfaction
    the role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson
    yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid but when I'm in your orbit you sole absorb it
    a real raw nigga wont fold or forfeit
    a thorough bred gonna enforce it
    Tariq's where the beats at
    and where the people out their seats at
    for what? Cause ya'll on it
    I'm like Aqua man and Brown Hornet
    I'm like Imhotep but don't flaunt it
    dog, reintroducing master thespian ho-telling-est, elin-est, emceeing
    fuck getting money for real, get freedom
    Black on the grind from am to the pm
    splash up crash up the x 5 b.m.
    motive entertainment the philly mob we in
    weak hearts, yo we not them
    waddup nigga T3 nigga bahtem
    when the em ill get home we're gonna win
    first one ta fall cats with no chin
    the mic the black hold remain smokin
    and ladies up in the place is wide open
    for real you know what I'm talking about
    pull it out your pocket (x3)

    Chorus
    you feel this shit soon as they throw it on
    you feel this joint this is your new favorite song
    you at the dancehall, you got it going on
    it's time to show it off so throw your hands up
    check it out yo
    you feel this shit soon as they throw it on
    you feel this joint this is your new favorite song
    you at the dancehall, you got it going on
    it's time to show it off yall niggas know whats up

    yo here go the rapper of the year, year of the rap
    come from south philly where the hammers are clapped huh?
    violate you will answer to black you a thug not really there's the answer to that leeya
    boxed silly with the hands skill attack
    cancel your check flip and
    dismantle your trap huh?
    wanna pack can't handle your strap
    you a schmuck type, shoot your man in the back
    meanwhile I'm outstanding and I'm outspoken
    wild out take fools out without joking
    if I run out of shots I'm going out poking
    on a date with sis we going out stroking
    and the shot is fantastic
    the fantastic is the romantic
    and to the freaks in the house if your ready to bounce we can go to the flat and get tantric
    yeah you pronounce the name Tariq any questions?
    street hiphop I bring forth the essence
    you see pulling up five deep with nothing but dimes inside of my jeep
    I'm not arguing to get in VIP cocksucker prick
    suck a dick I'm a floss for the fuck of it
    girls say the baw black be on some other shit
    nigga talk like you work for the government
    my words worth like Barns and Nobel
    spit hot flames that'll harm your vocal
    spit thought name I'm a bomb your local neighbor ness
    for a ten mile radius
    well every ghetto craving this new anthem
    my brain unstable and I'm just too handsome
    I bang with the best around
    who can test the ground when I finesse the sound
    here come the controller

    Chorus
    you feel this shit soon as they throw it on
    you feel this joint this is your new favorite song
    you at the dancehall, you got it going on
    it's time to show it off so throw your hands up
    check it out yo
    you feel this shit soon as they throw it on
    you feel this joint this is your new favorite song
    you at the dancehall, it's time to show it off you got it going on
    yall niggas know whats up

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