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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, this is headed
Man, I'm glad that beef is
I jolt the quick out of the fifty-one six
To my Sammy on the mix

We flipped the belt, I felt the rubber
See I was yearnin' for the
Man opponents stop me
When I first AC/DC I had to get a copy

Now I'm swole, who try to my family
Your fantasy in the day was to be native
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 getting grimy and grity
Introducin' to the scene is Giggy

Yo, we the raw through the airwaves
We make you misbehave
We hooked
the rhythm and the slaves

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

So if you to test the effervesce
Come and be my guest
Yo, Jungle Brothers in the House
And De in the house

And Q-Tip from A Called Quest
Ya, ya, ya, ya, you all it
Y'know 'cause I could it all night Nigga
And ya last Mike 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 we got a lot like constock
The Native are here with that brew for your heart
We're makin' ample usage of the times 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 of dope shit
Be the tongue
Rocka one infinite dot com
Getcha tail hooked in the

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

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

Now Ya heard about, about
Be apart of it don't
Now I'ma play ya like the
And give ya I think ya want

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

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

True, yo this joint is
the lazy out of
Hey yo, how ya figure?
I wouldn't wanna catch
joint is wisdom, kid

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

My Mazola
Your style's like Crayola
JBeez be the top dola, I mean
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 shop to five with the Raw Deluxe
Jungle Brother Africa, I got the Native Tongue
Verbal grammar, comin' atcha like a Black
Check the sampler, the man handler!
controller

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

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

Similar to water out the
I'm here to supreme
Self-esteem than them rides in Cali
Is the reason why niggas

Rally around the bull shit, rubber duck, you bull shit
Occupy with frontings all the misses
These womans don't love us so we to talk to bitches
to ease up in the rises, sayin' "I like the way you stylin'"

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