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We keep going

Nigga breathe can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no more, so off me you feed
I hustle outta speed between greed
rock on)
We keep going

Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between greed
my test 

[Chorus]
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) 
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
my test 

[Chorus]
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) 
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
think about it, before my gun hollers
And kill everything around em even if you bought the album
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and politics
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my test

Happy people
naked papers
You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck

If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck
From '74 to '99, did novice
unstable
Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors
It's only fair that we share those naked papers
You can tell a cat serious about rap
to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, way to uphold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
the cheese, please don't test the toaster
My tech'll roast ya body faster than Ferrari's Testarossa
You're gettin' closer to death, Reaper's got a hold
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
Game play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be trusted 
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest 
Have you layin' with
or nicest
Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it
Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is
Test the test the Treach
KRS and the Puff Daddy
See the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies
devil to show and prove god power
No matter day or the hour
Special, quick to gun test you
Sneeze, I bless you
Hollows may distress you, rest you
la)

Can I turn you on by my word's spell?
Look into my eyes think I want you, can't tell 
Me I keep it sexy, daddy so I can't fail 
Keep it
my test 

[Chorus]
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) 
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
nobody like me shortie
I hold Cash Money myself it's me money
Old cats wants to test come see shortie
I got it all hot it in the pocket I'll pop it
I
KRS and the Puff Daddy
See the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies
KRS and the Puff Daddy
See the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies
She loves their mysterious ways and the presence
They bring to her life
But what she doesn't know
She'll prove curiosity killed the cat

"Sure I
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw