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Never has it been so sweet to your ear 
So lend it here and let go your fear 
And give a green light to the man on the mic 
And keep this beat cause it's just my type 
And I'll ride the rhythm like a black cowboy 
And I'ma get busy for y'all to enjoy 
Whether dancefloor jeep or the comfort of your home 
I'm kickin somethin out your back that rhymes with comb 
Flippin the script  because I used to be with Stet 
But when shit got heck, had to step and keep the rep 
Pack a forty ounce brew, leave it out it gets flat 
So I'm comin freely in ninety-three with the fact 
Okedoke supportin, a shoutout to the Hortons 
and Burrells for supportin all the wars that we fought in 
And now it's time for me to sorta claim my fame so 
Please don't ask the question how low can you go 
And as for traditional rappers and MC's 
The Godfather sings please please please 
to your parents, so I'ma sing a song to you 
You're either friend or foe, so whatcha gonna do 
Cause I'm 
(flowin in file with a new style) -- 2X 
In ninety-three I'm (flowin in file with a new style) 
Give it to me I'm (flowin in file with a new style) 
A special shout goes out to East New York 
Brownsville, Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights, Redhook, Ft. Greene 
Styles upon styles, but I don't think so 
Cause people only rock one style at a time 
If you with it, as long as the Daddy has been 
You learn that people gotta p-ay for the rhyme 
They called the one eighty seven on a undercover cop 
But the vest was bulletproof, so the cop didn't drop 
My brother Ice-T couldn't take it no more 
So he got with Sister Souljah and they bumrushed the store 
Cube was inside yellin dirty Korean 
Turned around looked for Yo but the cops didn't see her 
Cause she eased to the back after checkin around 
To get with Chuck Norm and Flav to Shut Em Down 
News caught on, but Don't Believe the Hype 
Only fools would believe that Rakim is on the pipe 
Cause he stomped to the 90's singin songs of Tennessee 
And Luke's sippin daquiris in Miami 
And we're rollin, couldn't keep a good rap down 
And if it hurts ya, we don't wanna nurture 
that of which you fear, so I'ma leave it up to you 
Is it a new Daddy-O, or Daddy-O gettin new 
I know you thought that if I kept back 
I would stick to producin so the wack will get fat 
But no way, no how, and no cigar 
So do I call out your name or do you know who you are 
Cause I'm 
(flowin in file with a new style) -- repeat 2X 
In ninety-three I'm (flowin in file with a new style) 
Bustin em up I'm (flowin in file with a new style) 
Now break it down for me 
Oh Daddy oh Daddy where have you been 
Well I built a studio in Brooklyn 
And as far as rappin, no I didn't give up hope 
And yo Erick and Parrish Das EFX is dope 
And to Muggsy, comin out of 7A3 
Props on Cypress Hill and the House of P 
And though I never met him, and Flint is not my home 
Shout out goes to the brother with the Breedy on the chrome 
And yes I get with this, so Black Sheep is a fave 
And to X-Clan thank you for the road that you paved 
To the Abstract, Phifer, and the True Fu-Schnick 
And a LONG shout out, goes out to Slick Rick 
I still love ya Biz, but clear ya samples bro 
And to Big Treach and Naughty, keep talkin bout the ghetto 
To CL and Pete makin beats for the streets 
And to Main Source, makin fakes pay the cost 
To Premier and Guru, and every other crew 
catches wreck, as Showbiz and A.G.'ll say to you 
Give it all you got, and take it from your coach 
Enemies I'm crushin like a roach, cause I'm 
(flowin in file with a new style) -- repeat 2X 
In ninety-three I'm (flowin in file with a new style) 
For your mom I'm (flowinin file with a new style) 
(flowin in file with a new style) -- repeat till fade

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