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Yo, I? m happy to be in the south to set off my tour in the countryside But who better to set it off for me than this man right here Yo, this Kenny Rogers chillin' on the country side With men like Wyclef, Jerry Wonder, Big Jack, Big Beast And we gon? do something like this for you You got to know when to hold? em (Yeah, yeah!) Know when to fold? em (DJ? s, DJ? s!) Know when to walk away (Hip-Hop, Hip-hop!) Know when to run (Yeah, yeah!) You got to count your dub-plates (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Before you touch the turntables (All hoods!) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done (Y? all ready?) You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done Get the Hell up!? Clef said,? Get the Hell up!? Now throw your hands in the sky Brooklyn in the back shootin' craps y? all whassup? Ladies, lookin' hot and pretty Doin' your thing in the club high saditty Worldwide the gritty committee pity the fool that Act in the midst of the calm, the witty (You got to know when to hold? em) Y? all know the name! Same assassin from before But the beat just changed a little who flip flows That got women in they thongs gettin' on but not Sisqo Select your squad team and your itch Bey know my flow Muy Caliente, Fuego No disrespect to soundbwoy, but you better step away from me Easily defeat measley MC? s and tease you Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run. (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done C? mon, c? mon (Get the Hell up!) Soundbwoys (? Clef said,? Get the Hell up!?) Yo (Now throw your hands in the sky) This combination gon? bust from Brooklyn to Shanghai Feel the boogie boogie Henny got me tipsy tipsy Kenny Rogers and Pharoahe Monch? No way, this can? t be! 48 tracks, country meets rap Put this on full blast, I? m about to break all formats My destiny is to lead while y? all follow This is show time and I? m live at the Apollo You got to know when to hold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to fold? em (MC's) Know when to walk away (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Know when to run You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done

Aiyyo Uptown (WHAT?) the Bridonx (WHAT?) Long Isle (WHAT?) Stridong (WHAT?) Yo Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the. yo yo Yo where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo (WE RIGHT HERE!) We can face the fuck off like hockey or Face Off like Travolta Face off like car radios with the mind of Minolta Face off like Treach if you're fuckin with Vin Rock You still pop shit? I face off like fembots And I'm the six million motherfuckin dollar man With a six million muh'fuckin dollar plan For thug niggaz and pimp players and drug niggaz Your technique, I sweep under the rug niggaz Out of Queens, shit I serve with the fiends and bug niggaz I'm above niggaz, but all in all, I love niggaz Like my man Benny Rat (uh) showed me the rap game Told me never to act sane on a record or rap plain Now the name reign supreme, seen major creme Rhymes, sicker than lyme disease and gangrene I'm the most obligated, nigga creatin havoc Check the meaning for Monch, the meaning becomes tragic RAW - if you want it RAW - yea we got it indeed Yo actually I'm just tryin to eat FOR SURE - if you need it on tour Yea we ready to bleed I'm sayin God I'm just tryin to eat Aiyyo Uptown (WHAT?) the Bridonx (WHAT?) Long Isle (WHAT?) Stridong (WHAT?) Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the. yo yo Yo where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo (WE RIGHT HERE!) Basically y'all could get eight twice like Lynn Swann plus get ate like pussy Get ate like Mickey D's after the hydro when you push me Get ate like cannibalism and sliced surgical In any extremity y'all get infinity vertical Every line to word of mine will be verbally placed to murder you The master, flippin convertible flows irreversible Unobtainable to the brain it's unexplainable what the verse'll do Pharoahe's the sperm your mind's the eggs I'm burstin through Y'all heard of me, I pack macs and crack vertebraes Leave niggaz with third degree burns and back surgery Mics guns knives, pick declare which object, flip Have niggaz runnin like the Blair Witch Project RAW - if you want it RAW - yea we got it indeed Yo actually I'm just tryin to eat FOR SURE - if you need it on tour Yea we ready to bleed I'm sayin God I'm just tryin to eat Aiyyo Uptown (WHAT?) the Bridonx (WHAT?) Long Isle (WHAT?) Stridong (WHAT?) Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo where the. yo yo Yo where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo (WE RIGHT HERE!)

Lord, Lord, Lord Well, well, well, well, well Help me cleanse my sins Help me lift this spell We fight demons from our past only to face new monsters I ask, are we comatose or unconscious? My top spin's perpetual, make the connection You sleep 'cause reality bites; inception Protection orders for my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Molested Mexican daughters, stretch across the border The streets paved in gold often fade When the paint they use to pave the streets is henna And greener is the grass on the other side Except for when that other side is geno Or sewer, you smile while you sippin' a cup of Kahlua That makes me wanna mainline a fucking fifth of Dewars I'm trying to utilize my time to shine here I realize we only have limited time here Dudes on my line tryna sell me a timeshare That'll be me with a nine losin' my mind in Time Square Like, "Is this how you wanna treat me? You know what this business was before you hired me A piece of shit! Everybody on the floor right now! Everybody get the fuck down!" Lord, Lord, Lord Well, well, well, well, well Help me cleanse my sins Help me lift this spell La-la-la-last ye-ye-year they hired me And this-s-s-s we-we-we-we-week the-the-they fired me And I g-g-g-got all these b-b-b-b-bills to pay And what the f-f-f-f-fu-f-f-fuck am I supposed to say? T-t-t-t-to my wife she's p-p-p-p-pregnant And if the kid does not go to college, his life's irrelevant And my-my-my melanin-n-n-n makes me a felon And-nd I just wanna take this fuckin' c-c-crack and sell it To the planet Panic, I'm a manic depressive mechanic that manages to frantically do damage To his brain with Xanax, and it's, like the word "anxiety" is branded panoramic To the back of my eyelids in a variety of fonts Ariel, Bold, Gothic Lost it in Time Square and going home is not an option Is this illusion optic? Perhaps it's just a chemical reaction with my Zoloft and acidophilus The section of my brain that forms sentences isn't operative Danger! Danger! Danger, Will Robinson A bizarre ride, Pharcyde, Fatlip, Collagen My tolerance is volatile and it feels like I'm losing oxygen! Lord, Lord, Lord Well, well, well, well, well Help me cleanse my sins Help me lift this spell