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Well the C is back to (wickety) whack the battle rappers,
I'll play you all along until you see things like me.
They see my name come up, they all come running like the clappers;
A change of pace is due, thankyou for waiting patiently!
Now,
I went to De La Soul, they came to see us up in Paris
Na-na-na-na-na, this is the daisy age
It's been a while; I saw them in the Toon in '89.
All the little gangstas here would surely be embarrassed,
to see and hear what rocks the boat when you engage your mind
It's not about the drugs, the girls, the cars or drive-by shootin,
My Mummy's not a Ho; I don't think yours is either.
Our women need respect you see, they're on an equal footin,
Just two more shirts to iron, then I'm going to take a breather.
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