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You gave me language as a gift, I turned it against you
I was stupid, I was young, I was hanged by my Judas tongue
You shouldn’t give weapons
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe and call it
I take grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's what I do!
Stretch
I make a ounce a dope
With like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through!
Product
It seems like everywhere I go, everybody’s in a struggle
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto,
on what's stronger than most of the world 

Glass breaks/the dimming lights/sweat, heat and profane debate/ 
the smart ones stay on the outside/while
girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly

I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)

Rushin' up
you gone to say all man say I'm a fuck up 
Living don't throw it away 
It's a mad mad world we've been living everyday 
What you gone to say all man say
a physician
Like a Space Shuttle I'm on a mission
Homeboys and girls, don't be afraid
Because I'm down by law with Mix Master Spade
You never heard my voice
morning when I was just two or three
Everyone around who didn't quite fit in the mix
Turned and waved goodbye and disappeared without a hitch
Except my
[Fabolous]
Tryin' to show you somethin', shorty
Hey, baby girl, they say the world is a beautiful place, that's right
I'm tryin' to help you open
Tryin' to show you somethin' shorty
Ay baby girl they say the world is a beautiful place, that's right
I'm tryin' to help you open yo' eyes and see
with us
Left by fathers who wouldn't build with us
I had both mine home, let's keep it real niggas
My better half chose the better path, applaud him
Queeens, is where I stop
On the streets with the beats is where I walk

When I perform, many hearts I warm
I'm better known, as the Quiet Storm
I don't
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin' money
Better get it while the gettin' is good
improved a bit
See he invented a machine that played a two-minute disk
After Bell invented the telephone in '76

Time Frame

After World War I a wide range
[Chorus]
I take grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's what I do!
Stretch
I make a ounce a dope
With like a eighth of dope, befo' I
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin' money
Better get it while the gettin' is good
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas getting money
Better get it while the getting is good
to fear anymore 
And then walking without chains 

I mix myself among them like another one 
I speak without any effort 
I'm listened and I listen 
I
better body me 
'Cause it's a small world and niggaz, talkin like bitches 
Bitches singin like snitches, pointin you out in pictures 
'Cause she rep
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas getting money
Better get it while the getting is good
You got the look that makes you stand out 
Juku girls, I'm looking at you girls 
You mix and match it girls 
You dress so fly and just parade around
die, I'm a leave the world, 
With something, 
To remember me by 
The real stimuli 
Fool you be frontin' 

I keep it when I part like a natural