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1. Legal Information.....................................................[0001]
2. Version History.......................................................[0002]
3. Introduction..........................................................[0003]
4. Songs.................................................................[0004]
     I.     Group Home - Supa Star.......................................[0005]
     II.    Brand Nubian - All for one...................................[0006]
     III.   Special Ed - I Got It Made...................................[0007]
     IV.    Jeru the Damaja - D. Original................................[0008]
     V.     Marley Marl featuring Craig G - Droppin' Science.............[0009]
     VI.    MC Lyte - Cha Cha Cha........................................[0010]
     VII.   Audio 2 - Top Billin'........................................[0011]
     VIII.  Stetsasonic - Go Stetsa......................................[0012]
     IX.    T. La Rock & Jazzy Jay - It's Yours..........................[0013]
     X.     Gang Starr - Who's Gonna Take the Weight.....................[0014]
     XI.    Main Source - Live at the Barbeque...........................[0015]
5. Frequently Asked Questions............................................[0016]
6. Contacting Information................................................[0017]
7. Credits...............................................................[0018]



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Each song's lyrics from The Classics 104.1 Radio Station are supplied below.

The Station's DJ is "DJ Premier"
The Genre is old school hip hop


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II. Brand Nubian - All for one                                           [0006]
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I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was david ruffin
Quick to toast an mc just like an english muffin
Dont worry about a thing cause the pubas never bluffin
I gets headaches from the wack, so then I take a bufferin and I max
I wait until the opportune time and then I tax
But should I max
Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess Im not a sinner
Beginnings is for beginners so I guess Im no beginner
This is how I spark it with money in my pocket
When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket
Mc grand pu, coming through all the residue
The songs remain classics, dating back to the babalu
My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock
And I can think of many episodes I swung in lincoln park
No Im not a phony and I got a tenderoni
Love the way she is not too fat not too bony
Dont drink sanka, wont sink like a tanker
Knock the boots of a skirt in casablanca and I thank her
Some rappers stink like englebert humperdink
Better yet dick caveat I got a bad habit
Similar to the girl on shes gotta have it
I think with the brain and I whip behind the zipper
Im living kinda good similar to jack tripper
A landlord named roper did a show at the copa
When I finish with this Ill be paid like oprah
So if honey wants to act fly
Ill just play like guy and Im
stick out your thumb and hitch
Cause youve been cut off like a lightswitch
See Im programmed to slam with the summer spring and fall
Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall
Then I get my gear and I give trev a call
Cause he works in the barbershop right behind the mall
Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did
To put it blunt, honey I smoked the kids
So hookers back off break north here comes the regulator
Cause you doesnt find none greater
On file is a style thats why you caught a clip
My suitcases is packed and Im going on a trip to mic-a-delphia
I go for self and still be slamming
The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming
For the test oh yes my study guide was thick
I cut you with my verbal didnt hurt you just a nick
Off your face dont play possum
Watch me and Ill blossom like a rose
And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from rob
Jump on the phone and dial the now rule mob
Now come one come all we about to get hectic
If my crew dont get in then the x makes an exit
To the rear Im outta here dont front on my brothers
I take care of them before I take care of others
Now wood bats is doomed in the ninties its aluminum
Step to the stage with a mic and Im doing him something awful
Im a citizen and Im lawful
I go to hunt another fall rip the policemens ball
I got the power to make a car stall
I guess Im great from blackness and when the crowd slackens
I stop drinking and then I start thinking
About days in the past when derek x was last
But now Im on the top damn news travels fast
Cuz Im like that they cant see this
Read my book it contains many pieces of verses
I took the time to delete all the curses
So moms reach deep in your purses
And buy me take me home and try me and do me well
Well while I reign rhymes pour
You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor
Cause every time I step in a jam
I make like a door and slam
But then girls try to turn my knob cause Im a hearthrob
I guess its just a hazard that comes with the job
Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows jamar is intellectual
Girls want to get sexual
Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope
You want to be me, but cant see me with a telescope
You seek and search but still you cant find
Youre weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind
A supreme mind will take you out of your paralysis
I grip the mic so tight I get callouses
And your analysis is that the lord
Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord
I do it good cause Im a postive black man
Eating up suckers as if I was pac man
Not a dapper dan fan I stay casual
To rock like the j it comes gradual
You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb
And understand your culture of freedom
Power equally with the gods
So you can build and form your cipher
All your life you must teach true
Of the true and living god, not a mystery spook
And when you do that pursue that goal
Which made the student enroll and only then youll prosper 


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III. Special Ed - I Got It Made                                          [0007]
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Im your idol the highest title numero uno
Im not a puerto rican but Im speakin so that you know
And understand I got the gift of speech
And its a blessin
So listen to the lesson I preach
I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
Full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome
Im kinda young but my tongue speaks maturity
Im not a child I dont need nothin for security
I get paid when my record is played to put it short
I got it made
Im outspoken
My language is broken into a slang
But its just a dialect that I select when I hang
I play it cool cuz coolin is all that Im about
Just foolin wit tha girlies, yes Im bustin it out
Im special ed and you can tell by the style that I use
Im creatively superior yo I never lose
I never lost cuz Im the boss
I never will cuz Im still
The champion chief one wont lose until
I choose
Which I wont cuz I dont retreat
Ill run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
Youre invitin me a titan to a battle why
I dont need your respect cuz I
Got it made
Im talented yes Im gifted
Never boosted never shoplifted
I got the cash but maoney aint nothin
Make a million dollars every record that I cut and
My name is special ed and Im a super-duper star
Ever other week I get a brand new car
Got twenty thats plenty yet I still want more
Kinda fond of honda scooters got seventy-four
I got the riches to fulfill my needs
Got land in the sand of the west indies
Even got a little island of my very own 
I gotta frog a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to account the amount I spent
Gotta treaty with tahiti cuz I own a percent
Got gear out wear to everyday
Boutiques from France to the USA
And I make all the money from the rhymes I invent
So it really doesnt matter how much I spent because yo
I make fresh rhymes daily
You burn me really
Think, just blink and I made a million rhymes
Just imagine if you blinked a million times
Damn Id be paid
I got it made
Im kinda spoiled
Cuz everything I want I got made
I wanted gear got everything from cotton to suede
I wanted lead I didnt beg I just got laid
My hair was growin too long so I got me a fade
And when my dishes got dirty I got cascade
When the weather was hot I got a spot in the shade
Im wise because I rise to the top of my grade
Wanted peace on earth, so to God I prayed
Some kids across town thought I was afraid
They couldnt harm me
I got the army brigade
Im not a trader
If what you got is greater Ill trade
But maybe later cuz my waiter made potato alligator souflee
I got it made


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IV. Jeru the Damaja - D. Original                                        [0008]
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Dirty rotten scoundrel that's what I'm called on the street
Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat
Ya see I'm streetwise a con-game pro
Kickin the Bobby bullshit too smart for Willie Bobo
Not stressin five-o hot hand in celo
Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn's the borough
Homicide central East New York
Where the manic depressive psycho murderers stalk
Walk like a ninja on the asphalt
Here talk is cheap you're outlined in chalk
And there's more hardtimes than on Good Times
And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime
So I'm steady schemin won't work for a dime
Used to get tax free loot all the time
Type slick can't fess on 'Ru because
Before trains were graffiti proof I used to get loose
Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce
Dirty because of the skin I'm in
The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon
Even though I'm righteous rotten's what you're yellin
But I'm not chain-snatchin or drug-sellin
According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham
Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am
But wanna get funny we can get bummy
Take you to the East and back again money
Filthy putrified trick step past your sister
Challenge the Damaja and you'll be history
Mortal Kombat fatality the original don't sing no R&B
Nasty MC deity
Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal
gland as I expand you know who I am
Father of all stylin I be whylin on wax
We hack shit up like big ax and little ax
Don't need tokes to make you jump like bungee
Tracks real muddy like Brooklyn's real grungy
When I come through I clog up your sewer
Peep the maneuveur drop the ill manure
So bring Mr. Clean Drano, and Roto Rooter
No matter what you do you can't get through the
Crud that comes out of your system
You're another victim of dirty rotten
Dirt up in your grill so what ya gonna do
But pay homage to


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V. Marley Marl featuring Craig G - Droppin' Science                      [0009]
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It's Shan's what I'm called I stand tall and brave
And me and Marley Marl is as close as a shave
My rhymes lock jaw like a pitbull bite
Suckers always try to sleep on me cause I look light
See a lotta wack rappers try to rack their brains
To feel a style of MC come on break these chains
Speak now or hold your peace when I decide to pass it
But every rhyme you ever had could never surpass this
If rhymes were food the main source for livin
You would swear that every line of my rhyme was thanksgiving
I don't bite styles weak rhymes I don't need em
Stop jockin me boy give me my freedom
I wanna break away clean I mean virtually spotless
And all year long I been schemin and plottin this
If beats were cakes then my rhymes'd get frosted
This is '88 and I still ain't lost it
For all of those who still got a doubt in their mind
There ain't a rapper livin bad enough to take mine
There ain't no studio-illusion and no scratch-syncin
Stop if that's what you're thinkin
Write rhymes simultaneously say em in pairs
And I would hate to have a rapper proclaim it theirs
Instead in comin in a limo bring a casket and hearse
Before we speak we'll hear the preacher from the deacon first
We won't be gathered that day to unite no couple up
Marley are we gettin this on tape
All you dirty low-down better slow down faster
Your technique isn't good enough to hang with the master
I don't bite styles weak rhymes I dont need em
Stop jockin me boy jockin me son jockin me punk
Jockin me, kid give me my give me my give me my freedom
I'm the opposite of what you say a slob is
Dumpin suckers off is exactly what my job is
I'm feared like Napoleon and blessed like Buddah
You couldn't face me solo you'd have to bring your crew to
Dump me off I don't recollect the mumble
I ain't soft homeboy and picture me crumble
And forget all of those that don't like my rap
I don't be kickin that old shooby-dooby-doo-wop crap
Rappers often brag about their bitin deejay
But they can't do Marley nothin no how so hey
It's clear to the ear what I'm sayin son
That's why we feel like slaves on the freedom run
And each and every time a wack rapper walks by me
His head starts singin Come on and fly me
I don't bite styles weak rhymes I don't need em
Stop jockin me, boy jockin me son jockin me punk
Jockin me kid give me my freedom
We can do this like Brutus I'm not mad I'm pissed
This parade of mine I doubt that you can rain on this
You couldn't place my rhymes amongst mortal men
When I be rhymin on beats that set the hip-hop trend
I will always exist because I'm bein preserved
Don't agree to set me free then you gotta be served
I earned a name amongst society as lyrically ill
But yet I'm loyal see cause marley hooks the beat up still
There's no way that you could say there's a day I'd fess
Hamana-hamana-nothin you can kill that mess
My rhymes are ruthless no heart and totally wretched
And if they was to fall down then the beats would catch it
I don't bite styles weak rhymes I don't need em
Stop jockin me boy jockin me son, jockin me punk
Jockin me kid give me my give me my give me my freedom 


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VI. MC Lyte - Cha Cha Cha                                                [0010]
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You can cha cha cha to this Mardis Gras
I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far
And I do get better the voice gets wetter
Nobody gets hurt
Do my thing with an '89 swing
The dopeness I write I guarantee delight
To the hip hop maniac the Uptown brainiac
In full effect MC Lyte is back
And better than before as if that was possible
My competition you'll find them in the hospital
Visiting time I think it's on a Sunday
But notice they only get one day to shine
The rest of the week is mine
And I'll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find
So come along and I'll lead you the right way
Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on
I've got the power to spread out and devour
At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme
But I'll let you slide cuz you accidently hopped on the wrong side
Now come on that's suicide
Hypothetically speaking
Ok let's say you didn't know what you were doing
You're new in town and you're looking around
For another name to ruin and it's me that you're pursuing
Well well well I'll be damned
I might as well tell you who I am
I am the capital L-Y-T-E
And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking
Oh yes I've been watching you watching me
And like the fat on your back it's plain to see
That you're a wannabe but you can't be what you're not
So you better start living with what you got
Yeah DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch
Now it's time to kick a rhyme out the batch
And you're the receiver eager as a beaver
Time to convert the non-believer
That I'm a roadrunner leaving you in the dust
I can adjust to the times and at times I might just get quicker
Than the ticker of your pacemaker
More tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker
So don't ever second guess me
And if you're wondering who could the best be
Think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet
And I'll bet that I did it
My fingerprints are still on you
How many times I gotta warn you
About the light It'll blind your sight
But the rhythm will still guide you through the night 


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VII. Audio 2 - Top Billin'                                               [0011]
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I was on my way to the center of the sun
When I lost my wings and I fell into a crowd
And they carried me to the hole in the ground
And they buried me
Where no one could see
And no one would be around
I am a virus
I live in silence
I was on my way to a city in the clouds
When I lost my mind and I had to settle down
Then I had a dream of an island in the sea
Where the lepers die
Where no one survives
And no one can hear the cries
I am a virus
I live in silence
And just like the heathens thinking
On our feet we believe in God
And with one step, two steps
Three steps toward the graveyard
On the high road to remembering
It seems that we forgot
I am a virus
I live in silence


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VIII. Stetsasonic - Go Stetsa                                            [0012]
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Brace yourself for the awesome and rare
The real the right dynamite is in the atmosphere
As there's a time and place for everything that's under the sun
This is the time and the place that we have some fun
Now take a see to check the pedigree
of the band that's spelled S-T-E-T
The rhymerator Dee-Lite the R-O-D
And on the keys my brother D-P-C
Wise, Frukwan and my DJ Paul
We puttin competition back up against the back of the wall
Me and the band that I just mention
present to you a new invention
We-we-we-we regulate a Stets-a-flucture
So def a listen to the structure
Formulate ya own but please don't touch a
Good lokkin out we thank ya very much a
Heed this style on the cartwheel nightcha
Fight to the end I bet we'll bust ya up
And ya welcome to a force that creeps
Slowly but surely enough we'll defeat you break
Straight to the letter witta hip-hop band
of America London and even Japan
And you surely will admit by bein a fan
Nobody else does it like we can
To battle us is truly a gamble
Excellence is proven by example
The ladies smile while the bodies are in shamble
Back off Puba this ya can't handle
The rhythm homeboy is definitely ringin
The beats and rhymes are the chords that are tinglin
So grab your girl let's start the jam
For at the helm is a band who's in demand, break
Ch-ch-ch-champ wit the punch of a verbal grenade
and a rhyme that's equipped as a barricade
Cool and clever crack I never
Wit my crew I will never sever
Brooklyn New York is our home town
That is the place we always go down
And every night a party goes down
And when it starts it never slows down
We boogie to the DJ's non-stop
To the sound of the Brooklyn hip-hop
And if you've ever seen Brooklyn rock
Rocks it non-stop break
Point blank our deliverance is me but smooth
Stands out like a winner at'cha favorite tune
All tension is released upon the call of the beat
As you rock along to a funky treat
Like a torch we're keepin you active
Our rhythm will hold you captive
We're perfecters of the poem we sing
Mobbin in to the top with the style's that's addicting
No doubt about what we capture
A-nother classical treasure
So productive and effective
Chuck it out as a jam that's spreading
It-it ain't nuttin like hip-hop music
You like it cos you choose it
Most DJ's won't refuse it
A lotta sucker MC's misuse it
Don't think that Stet can lose it
Too much to gain to abuse it
The name of the game is rapture
This song is complete and captured break


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IX. T. La Rock & Jazzy Jay - It's Yours                                  [0013]
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I sip the Dom P watchin Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit
The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation react like I'm facin time like
Perry Mason with pens I'm embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets makes my cypher complete
Whether crusin in a six-cab or Montero Jeep
I can't call it the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin but never fallin six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me 
I'm out for presidents to represent me 
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this
The world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
To my man Ill Will God bless your life It's yours
To my peoples throughout Queens God bless your life
I trip we box up crazy bitches aimin guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housin police release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild money gettin style rollin foul
The versatile honey stickin wild golden child
Dwellin in the Rotten Apple you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso shit is a hassle
There's no days for broke days we sell it smoke pays
While all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in trays
of holy water odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughter
My strength my son the star will be my resurrection
Born in correction all the wrong shit I did he'll lead a right direction
How ya livin large, a broker charge cards are mediocre
You flippin coke or playin spit spades in strip poker
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
Yo, the world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this It's yours!
Break it down
I'm the young city bandit hold myself down singlehanded
For murder raps I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Born alone die alone no crew to keep my crown or throne
I'm deep by sound alone caved inside in a thousand miles from home
I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain I flip fill the clip to the tip
Picturin my peeps now the income make my heartbeat skip
And I'm amped up they locked the champ up even my brain's in handcuffs
Headed for Indiana stabbin women like the Phantom
The crew is lampin big Willie style
Check the chip toothed smile plus I profile wild
Stash through the flock wools burnin dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks wit a bop checkin Danes plus the games
people play bust the problems of the world today
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
Yeah the world is yours the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this It's yours
Break it down
Yea aight
To everybody in Queens the foundation It's yours
The world is yours
To everybody uptown yo the world is yours It's yours
The world is yours
To everybody in Brooklyn
Y'all know the world is yours It's yours
The world is yours
Everbody in Mount Vernon the world is yours It's yours
Long Island the world is yours It's yours
Staten Island yea the world is yours It's yours
South Bronx the world is yours It's yours
Aight 


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X. Gang Starr - Who's Gonna Take the Weight                              [0014]
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I was raised like a Muslim
Prayin' to the East
Nature of my life relates rhymes I release
like a cannon
Cuz I been plannin' to be rammin' what I wrote
straight on a plate down your throat
So digest as I suggest we take a good look
At who's who while I'm readin' from my good book
And let's dig into every nook and every cranny
Set your mind free as I slam these thoughts
And just like a jammy goes pow 
You're gonna see what I'm sayin' now
You can't be sleepin'
cuz things are gettin' crazy
You better stop being lazy
There's many people frontin'
And many brothers droppin'
All because of dumb things let me tell you somethin'
I've been through so much that I'm such
a maniac but I still act out of faith
that we can get the shit together so I break
on fools with no rhymes skills messin' up the flow
And people with no sense who be movin' much too slow
And so, you will know the meaning of the Gang Starr
Guru with the mic and Premier raise the anchor
swiftly as we embark on a journey
I had to get an attorney
I needed someone to defend my position
Decisions I made cuz now it's time to get paid
And ladies, these rhymes are like the keys to a dope car
Maybe a Lexus or a Jaguar
Still all of that is just material
So won't you dig the scenario
And just imagine if each one is teachin' one
We'll come together so that we become
A strong force then we can stay on course
Find your direction through introspection
And for my people out there I got a question
Can we be the sole controllers of our fate
Now who's gonna take the weight
The weight of the world is heavy on my mind
So as my feelings unwind I find
That some try to be down just cuz it's trendy
Others fall victim to envy
But I'll take the road less travelled
So I can see all my hopes and my dreams unravel
Relievin' your stress expressin' my interest
In the situation that you're facin'
That's why I'm down with the Nation
Spirituality supports reality
We gotta fight with the right mentality
So we can gain what is rightfully ours
This is the meaning of the chain and the star
Land is power so gimme forty acres
Let's see how far I can take ya
Original invincible
That's how I'm lookin' at it
I use my rhymes like a Glock automatic
Any means necessary, I'm goin' all out
Before the rains bring the nuclear fallout
So let me ask you is it too late
Ayo who's gonna take the weight 


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XI. Main Source - Live at the Barbeque                                   [0015]
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We fight every night now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like you're ten
So immature I try to concentrate on a cure
And keep lookin' at the front door
Thinkin' if I were to evacuate
You'd probably be straighter than straight
And wouldn't have so much hate
'Cause you don't know the pain I feel when I see you smilin'
And when I roll up you start wilin'
So I front like everything's hunky-dory
But it's a whole different story
You don't like the fact that I'm me
I don't put on a show
When it comes time for you to have company
And your friends don't understand your choice of man
They speak proper while my speech is from a gargabe can
But regardless you shouldn't have to be so raw
I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door
Baby I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door
And when you're with your friends I glide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine and never sabotage a good time
But when they're not around the fights commence
I'm the one you're against and it doesn't make sense
'Cause I'm the one that you claim to love for life
But all I get is gray hairs and strife
And I can play some ole stuck-up rapper role
And get foul every time you lose control
But that's not my order of operations
So I should win an award for lots of patience
'Cause that's all a fella can have
With a girl who's shootin' up his world like Shaft
And I don't think that I can take it anymore
I'm lookin' at the front door
My friends always tell me how I'm lucky to possess
The best looking girl in the whole U.S.
But every time you scream you blow your finesse
Tryin' to dis the Profess
Or twenty-four hours of acting sore
Sometimes I wish you'd come down with lockjaw
So I don't have to take in the breakin'
You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon
It seems like just two years
Back when we were bonded and not pierced
But now I keep itchin' to jet
Sitting' in the chair just to stare, set to sprint
Yo, sweetheart, you better take a hint
I say it now like I said it before
I'm lookin' at the front door 


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