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POS: This is dedicated to all those hardcore acts.
   DOVE: Yeah, you know them brothers that we used to
   look up to, that fell the fuck off.
   MASE: And now they doing all that R'n'B sh..(crocker!)
   DOVE: You mean Rhthym and Blues?
   DE LA SOUL: No! Rappin' Bullsh...
   
   DOVE:
   Connection A, click, what?
   My dick, chick
   I smack a fish if you thinks
   My connection ain't thick, dick
   Headed like a punk whip
   I travel miles with a rhythmic lip
   I rock an Afro
   In '83, gee, yo
   And spray the sheen so I get a Soul Glow
   I play the corner tough
   And me and Mase pull puffs on a blunt
   
   MASE:
   Givin' high-five is what I want
   So I puff a blunt, I don't front
   I get spliffed, get a stiff
   Then I go hump a stunt
   Like a pimp pro
   (Nah, man, a super ho)
   That's cool 'cause I'm still an Afro bro
   Yeah, I'm live for my life is hectic
   Every hour, every minute, every second
   I keep a level head and stay down to earth
   'Cause I've been an Afro since birth
   
   POS:
   Yeah
   Now I hold my crotch 'cause I'm top-notch
   I run amok Sasquatch, and I like to eat live crab
   I've got five beepers, you scab
   But you can find me directly on the Ave
   (You niggas cheat me, well who's that!)
   My breath never smells wack
   I eat the watermelon Tic-Tac
   Before I kiss myself I always jump back
   (Yo, gee, this track is stack)
   (And you know that)
   
   I do three flips
   When a punk flip on my duke lifts
   But I flex more strength when I'm asleep
   On the other side with his main tapes
   Make her dry her face, buy her gold earlocks
   But I may, she flocks round me like a donut
   She got sprinkles but I bite my way out
   More brothers come about, try to scheme slick
   But the Native Tongue's thick
   Lick 'em real good, like a real hood should
   But the fly tape let the car speakers shake
   I ran a cop down, I smile a frown with a but
   Show gold teeth, 'cause I ain't a vegetarian
   Not scared of beef, sport a feather like Chief
   Got a scribble pad, you can get these gonads
   'Cause I'm big-willed, blow off like a seal
   'Cause connection with the Afro is real
   
   DOVE:
   I be the gift of gab, but be a bro with a diss
   Because it's tough to bluff a cab
   No wonder Melle Mel is 'Rrrr-RAH!'
   I play of tape of the son of La-di-da
   My cousin Rilo sells blow, a G a day
   Keeps his kids hooray, a size nine and half
   I kicks my tricks, is to live for Island
   I mug a mug vic, but I's cool, I self
   With the quickness I bust the true slang
   Show no pit to those who don't understand
   
   MASE:
   The Maseo got tailed with the big bail
   I busted loose but now the blue goose is on my tail
   I seen the ghetto go lower than it is
   (He don't care, 'cause his nigga's selling crack to the kids)
   My jeans are brand new, with twelve more
   In the closet with my silk, and below
   My 45 pack thick, draw quick
   If a nigga starts some shibidibidit
   My crib is uptown, downtown, L.I.
   And another crib in Queens
   I munch some cornbread, Boar's Head
   My favorite porck chops and
   A plate of collar greens
   I chill with Shymel, Akeem, Jaheed
   And the Rastafarians'll be the crown in
   And the Poppa
   But the connections are still a high-five
   
   (Let's get busy)

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