What’s up, Treach, nigga
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What’s up, there’s a whole bunch of y’all niggas man just like the Flavour Unit,
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what’s up with that?
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Word, we all kinda deep, right
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Yo, you should tell Shock to do a song with everybody, putting everybody down,
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you know
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Shock would never do that.
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People want to know about the Underground
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And how the hip-hop rivers keep flowing
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They want to know where we’ve been and where we’re going
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Straight dropping style after style
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Let’s take a look through the emcee file
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Hmm, we’ve got the K down in Tampa Bay
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We’ve got Mone in Oaktown, we’ve got Blocko in L. A
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The list goes from Africa to down in Miami
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Yeah (boy) time to introduce the family
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What do you know, our reunion, the family’s back
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We went our own different ways, was broke, and now we’re living fat
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A different journey and a path we took
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Some strayed the wrong way but hey, that’s okay
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Blocko! |
The one to break up all the chitchat
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Sit back, relax and max as we attack this wax
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But it’s like that, that’s the way we’re living
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A Puerto Rican brother with the gift for giving
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Well, it’s the ‘M', the ‘A', the ‘C', the dash, the ‘M'
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The ‘O', the ‘N', the ‘E', that’s me and him
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The two, the three, the four, the five, the six
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The ‘I', the ‘A', the ‘M', the, hmm, the shit
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The one you waited and waited, debated for
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To rush and bust and crush and slam the door
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To rip and kick and spit a funky rhyme
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But I’m ‘O', the ‘U', the ‘T', the ‘O-F' time
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Hiphop sound from the underground, family
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Gather round, Zulu baby with the boots and crown
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Slip in to give us a listen of what you’re missing
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Able and gifted enough to speak in geez while we’re kicking
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So listen, it ain’t where you’re from, it ain’t where you’re at
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It’s where you’re going, if you didn’t know before now you’re knowing
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The Underground family runs the show
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We wrote a song about it, you want to hear it? |
Here it go
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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Yeah, Big Stretch with the motherfucking Underground
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Check the sound, it’s a family ting running you down
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And no question, wrecking from back in the days
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With Shock G getting money in criminal ways
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But now we’re gold and microphone rolling
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Sucker duck stolen, leaving the hoes cold drooling
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Digital Underground with the Squad
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Fuck around and get scarred, it’s a family affair
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Stepping to the mic as I recite a little line
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You don’t know who I am? |
I am the Master, the Mind
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Sitting back relaxing as I tell a little story
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Like in Wallalaley and Glory!
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Met the homeboy December, yo, I do remember
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The lyrics I spit make him high and dismembered
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A tip of my lip is a hit so beware
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I’m down with the ‘Ground, and it’s a family affair
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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Feel the fire, Shassiah is running live kick it
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Like a luxury line with the tube of precision
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The way we flow the rhythm hits the party from top
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We got the sunshine rhyme so hype air drops
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Coming straight from the bridge and going beyond
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With the capital ‘P' and the magical wand
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Inch one in effect, St. Ides forty beers
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Shassiah and I’m out of here, ‘cause it’s a family affair
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Through audio, video and even in stereo
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Walking down the street while niggas try to peep
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Our style, I’m telling you it’s wild
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Brothers looking out for one another
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Writing and reciting our poetry
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Chilling while you’re illing, making cash money
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But step to one hass if you dare
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And then you know it’s a family affair
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And here comes P.B.C., O.B., Rakiem
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And D-Love
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And don’t forget my man T.F.E
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Cause we’re wrecking ‘em
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Wrecking ‘em
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Wrecking ‘em, adversaries to none
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All parts of the body
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Don’t step to them
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We swing this ep for the kleptos
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Step while you sweat
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Here comes the rep in control
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Of the freaky dope concept
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That’s the time to rhyme
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Another Jackson hit
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A funky skit?
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Yeah, G, we’re taxing it
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We roam from the Bronx
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And then we jet from Queens
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And then we talk in Long Island
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Where the family seems
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If you get big for your pride
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We’ll take the heart of your block
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You get snatched for what you get if you half-step, hops
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G-Allah, Earl Wynne, Kid Cush, Shock G
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My brother Jean
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My man Dave
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Fly Jazz and OG
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The 85s is the gods, peace for eternity
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A tribe? |
Knowledge-Ciper, THAT’S A FAMILY!
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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It’s a family affair (yeah!)
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It’s a family affair (family)
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It’s a family affair
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It’s a family affair |