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2007 bet hip hop awards - cypher 3 - bet lyrics

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[intro: ras kass]
yeah, yeah, we gon’ set it off
bring it back to the basics, two turntables
four mcs, and a whole bunch of spit
primo, let’s rock
listen

[verse 1: ras kass]
dog, i’m quite sick, streets on lock, i’m like pitts
every time i spit, they try and convict mike vick
whoa, my knife’s crisp, ice wrist
not h0m*phobic, homeboy, but me, i pipe chicks
heard george bush don’t care about black people
start a war on rap, ’cause i don’t like wack people
war on terror, but we can’t murder iraq people
so bring home the soldiers, wake up and smell the folgers
this the year careers disappear
like the vmas and chubby*ass britney spears
i’ma make it crystal clear
joell ortiz got the gat, we gon’ split your ears

[verse 2: joell ortiz]
you know when you hear that yaowa, the kid is in town
the game is a big circus, i’ll finish a clown
the whole world wanna hear what i got to say
who this puerto rican dude signed to dr. dre?
didn’t he have an album on [?] that dropped in may?
my man told me he was hot today
“he from brooklyn, right?” the ladies aks, “does he look all right?”
too many questions, here’s the deal, i’m really good with mics
and right now, i’m on bet
’cause the flow out of this world, like i wanna be e.t
i cough, i sneeze, it’s bad, i’m sick
old girl, gon’ do that french, now spit
[verse 3: flo]
enfant des îles, le rap présente pour les antilles
j’vis le rêve américain, plus de chêne dans les chevilles
plus de plomb dans la tête, mon flow pète comme un fusil
neuf millimètres, sur la scène, y’a un souci
ma langue est guisée comme une lame, moi j’marche pas mes mots
mon gang de lyrics maîtrisés vient pour calmer les faux
mes deux commissaires me trouvent processés à sous l’instrumentale
ils veulent essuyer mon style, ils veulent, eh

[verse 4: cassidy]
anytime i jump in the cypher, it’s going down
i’ve been the man, i got ten grand on me now
and the joint on me now, so the weapon to pop
my bracelet full of yellowish rocks
and the bezzle look yellow in the watch
i can egg the ring, double the chain, canary in plain
and i was in a car accident, but was barely in pain
i could’ve been brain*dead, but i’m barely the same

woah
woah
chea
yeah, that’s a cypher
yoawa
yeah, that’s a cypher

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