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chef borges & tae sax - lauryn hill lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s that same old thang
bada boom bada bang
entered through the forces and courses
and shot with aim
foolish be fronting and hunting
towards your name
wouldn’t it be nice if we diced
the price of your fame
lesser known the fact cacka lack
shooting up ya brain
lesser thoughts be lurking and working
upon the game
rapper troops be serving and curving
until their shame
and lauryn hill be preaching and teaching
were all the same (all the same)

[lauryn hill interlude]

[verse 2]
got my eyes upon the prize
with the extra order fries
look it all these f_cking guys
on how they couldn’t recognize
yo jacob on that wake up
so what is the f_cking word
i’ll flush you down the toilet
little f_cking d_ckless t_rd
kidding little man
yeah that’s right it’s me again
your amusing, i’m assuming
that your a comedian
funny funny man
you should really hit the can
i can shut the f_ck up
and keep moving with the plan

- chef borges tae sax

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