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Cat Stevens - Wheelz of steel

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   As I sit in my b-boy stance
   With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants
   We finna enhance your brain, check it out
   Once upon a time not long ago
   When the playa from the Pointe didn\'t have no flow
   A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto\'
   Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo\'
   just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm
   Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot
   Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson
   Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions
   The Pope and his folks got us under a scope
   But for unknown reasons cuz we don\'t sell dope
   That you distribute, we don\'t contribute, to your clandestine
   activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow
   But so is cod liver oil
   You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
   Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
   Boa constricted, on my soul that they call
   Touched by the wheelz of steel...
   Now show me how you feel...
   Touched by the wheelz of steel...
   Now show me how you feel...
   It took your momma nine months to make it
   But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take
   Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely
   Don\'t want no AIDS, clapping no claps, or no rabies
   Yo, we take no shit, like arms stuffed up commodes
   Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks
   Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle
   We won\'t be able to ride out till two thousand fo\'
   But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve
   Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb
   Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head
   More head for me, while you ride to the beat
   Drop, like Tears, like For Fears, you know
   Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers
   And pupils who feel like it\'s time to unwind
   Like December 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine
   Okay, like this, yeah yeah
   One time for my boy doing King shit
   Two times for Legit and it don\'t quit
   Three times for my folks in the drop top
   Four times OutKast and it don\'t stop
   One time for my cuz doing Queen thangs
   Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings
   Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop
   Four times OutKast and it don\'t stop

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