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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 quick out of the fifty-one six
To hear my on the mix

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

Now I'm swole, who try to my family
Your fantasy back in the day was to be
But now your sedated
I bring the doctor, I'm a for the

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

Yo, we sling the raw the airwaves
We make you misbehave
We hooked
Like the and the slaves

So catch a phase of the
Noddin' heads for
He's acting stingy the level
And he in many ways

So if you to test the effervesce
along and be my guest
Yo, Jungle Brothers in the House
And De La's in the

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 last Gigger

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

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
Tell us how you want it, and we bring the

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 dope
Be the native
Rocka one infinite dot com
Getcha tail in the thoughts

Don on free back where
Ladies to hear the emcee
We be the necessary
you be

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

Now Ya heard about, read
Be apart of it front
Now play ya like the government
And give ya what I ya want

That native river to ya rock with one another
'Cause in my eyes, I consider us all and brothers
So to the I bring Fat jams to make ya sing
Cause I'm starvin', I haven't had nothing like

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

True, yo joint is crazy
Get's the out of
Hey yo, how ya figure?
I wanna catch cold
joint is wisdom, kid

And be emcee, I'm out to get old
I seek the the drum pattern
brand new to tattered and torn
This is Jimmy crack corn

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

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, atcha like a Black Panther
Check the sampler, the man handler!
Crowd

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

You ain't shit
If they naughty if ya
So come down the
the vicinity
Lock down ya block nonstop with the

to water out the clouds
I'm here to reign
Self-esteem lower them rides in Cali
Is the why these niggas

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

Let me in the while you play the pilot"
Listen baby doll, recites is a
Hair fully but you mental's six ether
And I live that so step up top
And watch the Native Tongues lick the for the cream