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In the industry
Why are you watching me
When you should just let me be, Craig

Slicker than your average
Tell me what do you want from me?
your pick
Now who'd a thought this bullshit song'd have me seen
And every video and every other magazine
With more attention than a jet black drag
your pick
Now who'd a thought this bullshit song'd have me seen
And every video and every other magazine
With more attention than a jet black drag
Oh, the fire, the fire
Oh, the fire, the fire

There's something in your heart
And it's in your eyes
It's the fire
Inside you
Let it burn
You
the lyrics that them fools can't deal with
'Cause I am, so so deffer than the average MC
The roughneck get ill with the click you can't see

[Chorus]
streets
On my (Craig David) shit the (Artful Dodger)
Shola Ama
I told her I'mma
'Bout to get my run on so hold the commas
Times've changed now I'm
from those actually sung by David on the tracks)
Verse:
Sweet sugar pumping through my veins
Everywhere is on a wire
Sweet sugar you say it's just a game
That brother's hot like curry, one love to Keith Murray
Rappers like Craig Mack quench my thirst for comedy
I'd love to hang with Red Man but I ain't
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
royal blue is settin' off the white

On my candy, sho' ain't the average paint
You go to Ike tryin' to buy it he gon' tell ya, ya can't
Have my candy,
hotter than acid and don't even practice
Game, guess I got it at birth from my momma
Ill na na, real drama, see I
Ball, till I can't or I'm covered by
the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraph
I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass
Reach your epitab and bury your ass
As the coffin gets lowered into
Building prisons is more economical, so your niggas in gang modules
Be giving more head than hair folicles
And niggas like myself know the ledge and still
a war 
And 200,000 more to even look hard 

You better drop your flag and withdraw 
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
[Intro: Shyheim]
Flick up your lighters (yeah, uh)
Flick up your lighters (yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, Bottom Up! yeah)
Flick up your lighters (Ay,
the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get
love you cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope --

When the lights shut off
And its my turn to settle
ask me later
Stay with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand retainer
Why cause I'm a better business man, than your average hater
But now I want
bidding five to fifteen
On the Strength for the way I manslaughter
Rock your girl's boat like the Titanic
Man, I got more numbers than the Ninex, plus
got more game than the average 

on the street I'm a savage 

trying to flip this motherfuckin cornbread into cabbage 

ain't got no time for no
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew 
Right up to your face and dis you 
Everyone saw me on the last album cover 
Holding a pistol 
Something far
[Styles of Beyond]

This ain't your average everday rap song
We ain't the average group cause our 'styles beyond'
So, how we keep this chosen mystery
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling