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know that we can

We can do it
If we try
Let war and hatred
Pass us by

D.J. CODA:
Throw down your guns and pick up the love
Yes I know that we can do it
some fantasy rhymes but just listen 
Everything I write is premeditated 
Suckas want to fake it  I just hate it 
Bitin' routines or sayin' somethin'
y'all are listenin to!
All you dj's are lettin the program directors handcuff you
And sit there and tell you how to mix?! you fuckin robots!
Fuck y'all!
Intro:
Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat. 
Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop
forward hop back. Hop, hop hop.

Verse 1:
The second somebody
on the freeway
Villain find a way to make 'em pay whatever we say

State your intentions
"I really love your tape but I hate your inventions"
Very well, what
dada
'Cause I'm a player that you love to hate
Got your girl suckin' dick on video tape

I like pussy suckin' on titties
Fucked a lot of different
Don't start drama mack in the Bahamas
Rock on the dance floor to din dada
'Cause I'm a player that you love to hate
Got your girl suckin' dick on video
me poppa

Don't start drama...mack in the bahamas
Rock on the dance floor to din dada
'Cause I'm a player that you love to hate
Got your girl
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
For sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T.V.

The American media, greedier than the average
goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new millennium, got me in mo'
THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT!
on the mix 
And yeah the birthstone kid, Zev love x 
And Mr X took a licking, so onyx what's the time it is? 

Time is to get my cocka-doodle rooster
straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
straight out of Virginia

[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
your bitch
Everything we make is a hit
Much love to the DJ, represent
We don't worry 'bout suckas hating on it

We got on lock, you can ask yo' kids
"From the underground" (Scrathed by DJ Premier)

Fuck all y'all bitches ass niggas from my heart
Everybody talkin shit but nobody want to start
THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and
COP THAT SHIT!
Mmmmmm (uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A.) 
It's my time to shine (peace to all originals) 
Ohhhhh (peace to all those gone) 
Yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A.
love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Yellow diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine