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You want to dance? Ha, I'm a make you dance You want to move? Ha, I'm a make you move Dru Hill come on I got this feeling I can't turn it
the radio handle the truth? Nope Uncut, no edits, no censors You can get a plastic rapper from any old dispenser A penny a yard, to make a record ain't
for life I took in your kids did everything that you wanted me too Heard about frontin' on radio and the fuse Don't make me feel good to lie, even
part I really like What'd he say Yeah Yeah, right Pretty good, huh Huh Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number Successful hills are here to stay
Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number Successful hills are here to stay, Everything must be this way Gentle streets where people play,
[Intro] [Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's good [Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog? [Akir:] Before we get
forty ounce over the hill Kickin' freestyles, stumblin' words have you wonderin' I rock your mics, til your spotlights are tan underin' Van Nuys,
dorm I swing, on you fake, radio personalities Boost ya ratings, but hypes behind casualties Fire shots, for low-pressure water gun play Instantly,
Motherf***in' T.R.U. Soldier til I die, f*** it I won't cry Look my ENEMY, in the eye F*** every n**** that ain't real, cause we bout it And if I have
Frankie Crocker or Lamarr Renee 'Cause both of them are radio DJ's Otis Redding be sittin by the dock of the bay I'm bound to wreck your body
on the mic to my sisters and brothers Every time you listen to the radio All you hear is nonsense, they never play the bomb shit Everything that glitters
heavenly divine The truth brings out the temper in my spine A Hill sound again feelin' symptoms that bit me I feel for you victims with everything