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How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Hey Mr. Africa, joint is headed
Man, I'm that beef is debated
I jolt the bullet quick out of the six
To my Sammy on the mix

We flipped the belt, I felt the burnin'
See I was yearnin' for the
Man opponents couldn't me
When I heard AC/DC I had to get a copy

Now I'm swole, who try to my family
Your back in the day was to be native
But now shit's sedated
I the doctor, I'm a for the remedy

But some pretend to be, a bit
Your attitude is
I'm getting downright and grity
Introducin' to the scene is Giggy

Yo, we sling the raw through the
We make you misbehave
We gotcha
the rhythm and the slaves

So a phase of the craze
Noddin' heads for
He's stingy with the level
And he spreads in ways

So if you want to the effervesce
Come along and be my
Yo, 'cause Jungle Brothers in the
And De in the house

And Q-Tip from A Tribe Quest
Ya, ya, ya, ya, you all it
Y'know I could give it all night Nigga
And make ya Mike Gigger

Africa, B, the JBeez
Straight out the with the natural remedy
I'm reppin', we lettin' off at this section
The rhymes
Turntables and are lethal weapons

And the essence, you know we got a lot like
The Native Tongues are here that brew for your heart
We're ample usage of the times that we see
us how you want it, and we bring the strategy

So, how ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Now imported from the planet of shit
Be the tongue
Rocka one infinite dot com
Getcha hooked in the thoughts

Don Perry on back where
Ladies love to hear the
We be the realism
you be

Chicken lo mein stream,
Place it in your gut
Guaranteed, we in the to run rap
Just hand over the

Now Ya heard about, read
Be of it don't front
Now I'ma play ya the government
And ya what I think ya want

That native river to ya rock with one another
'Cause in my eyes, I consider us all and brothers
So to the table I bring Fat to make ya sing
Cause I'm starvin', I haven't had like this

doin' our own dang
So be ya P, Is it
To ya pattern of speech, 'cause I thinks
There's out there we still need to reach

True, yo joint is crazy
Get's the out of
Hey yo, how ya figure?
I wouldn't wanna catch
This is wisdom, kid

And be emcee, I'm out to get old
I the blessed the drum pattern
From brand new to tattered and
place is Jimmy crack corn

My Mazola
Your style's kiddy Crayola
JBeez be the top dola, I dollar
Study the E-M-C-E-E's to remain the rhyme

Now how ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Record nine to five with the Raw Deluxe
Brother Africa, I got the Native Tongue touch
Verbal grammar, comin' atcha like a Black
the sampler, the microphone man handler!
Crowd

Yes, we gotcha open, gotcha
the gift like Saint Nick, the black Santa
(He's his list)
Say
(He's it twice)
Ya

You gettin' shit
If naughty if ya nice
So come down the
the vicinity
Lock ya block nonstop with the remedy

to water out the clouds
I'm to reign supreme
lower than them rides in Cali
Is the reason why niggas

Rally around the bull shit, rubber duck, you can't bull
Occupy world-wide with frontings all the
These womans don't love us so we forced to talk to
Tryin' to ease up in the rises, "I like the way you stylin'"

Let me in the passenger you play the pilot"
Listen baby doll, is a peeper
Hair wooly but you mental's six ether
And I don't live so step up top
And watch the Native Tongues lick the for the cream