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3000 Lyrics
Three thousand!!! Three thousand!! I crank up lyrical flows spit spats
what's that The pattern records don't touch the DATs yo Check out the pro
skills medic fulfills Contact react to style I'm back you lack Channels
and handles Automator's on the panels Turnin knobs you slobs suckers like
Baskin Robs Carvel don't tell your whole crew is ice cream fudge Rappers
that budge makin moves step in grooves And ride the pace like at
thirty-three dark shades Now you seein me Rap moves on to the year three
thousand Three thousand! Three thousand! Three thousand! Let me
shuffle red red red see the black heart it ain't hard Pick and choose you
lose oops you lost Check out the boss on Broadway down to
walkways Suckers with mics that end up with tooth decay I, the Doctor,
stop ya, in your world rock ya Heads bop, forever tunes and they won't stop
like hip-hop keeps growing, sick of sick of showing Scratches in matress
business money reattaches worldwide deep inside stops the diamond
rocks In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world Rap moves on
to the year three thousand Three thousand! Three thousand! Three
thousand! Three thousand! As space I've shown participator acts walk up
clog up and mess up water down the sound, that comes from the ghetto In
the middle the core you tour explore experience what is real you feel,
changing ways Commercial rap's in the grave, stuff on disc that's very
wack that you saved, you think it's good won't go platinum or even turn
wood, sell the cassette Your homey's tape deck gets wet You my pet, my
poodle chicken noodle's on the rise Open your eyes and see my life Rap
moves on to the year three thousand! Three thousand!! Three
thousand!! Three thousand!! Three thousand!!!
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