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Uh huh
(Chorus)
love me in your special way (word up)
what more can I say (drop the beat right here)
love me now
love love me now
love me in your special way (yeah)
what more can I say
love me now
love love me now

this illmatic the shit started and never departed
I, flossed retarded for those lost in the projects
I, taught them logic gave them courses in college
chased dollars but to me what's most important is knowledge
know the ledge for ya'll niggas thats so on the edge
it ain't, nuttin for a infrared to glow on yo head
life in the streets schooled me well movin light on my feet
so deep, had me jumpin up at night in my sleep
hold ya heat if u that nigga that's a fool in some beef
i'm tryin to eat
dont have me put two in ya feet
ninety nine ways i made out
to never fade out never get played out
got guns blast your way out

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Saw the worst when i was growin
Unknowin in my quest
until I, had reality thrown in my chest
why would it stress
it seemed a niggas own at his best
is it a test?
at time i feel my soul is possessed
flavors a guess low key major connects
phase of respect goin through it made me a vet
gettin down on grounds forbidden
think bells from calsace to the cells in clinton
listen, we can war 'til we no more
either or
or just ball til we all score
its on ya'll
did this one for the streets watchin
and the D's in the streets let them keep clockin'
we clean
got love for the whole game
the gold chains fake id's and the code names
but no lames
3 OP's and there's more to come
we all as one
recognize up in this war since young

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Was I sent for the sinners that never repent,
or just another thug bent
tryin to pay for his rent
Days in contempt
I see ya'll all amazed in suspense
way spent
catch me at the major events
so blowin herb on ya corner curb
my word
doe or die I was born to swerve
bet that
from forty bottles to the champagne
twist the pop
white labels to the brand names
kiss the top
and lets toast for the lost souls
and pray enough to hope and meet em at the crossroads
reunite
hope i live to see eighty eight
with crazy cake
and a baby shaped burgundy Bentley with Haiti plates

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Uh huh   (Chorus)   love me in your special way (word up)   what more can I say (drop the beat right here)   love me now    love love me now   love me in your special way (yeah)   what more can I say   love me now    love love me now      this illmatic the shit started and never departed   I, flossed retarded for those lost in the projects   I, taught them logic gave them courses in college    chased dollars but to me what's most important is knowledge   know the ledge for ya'll niggas thats so on the edge   it ain't, nuttin for a infrared to glow on yo head   life in the streets schooled me well movin light on my feet   so deep, had me jumpin up at night in my sleep   hold ya heat if u that nigga that's a fool in some beef   i'm tryin to eat    dont have me put two in ya feet   ninety nine ways i made out   to never fade out never get played out   got guns blast your way out      (Chorus)      Saw the worst when i was growin   Unknowin in my quest   until I, had reality thrown in my chest   why would it stress    it seemed a niggas own at his best   is it a test?   at time i feel my soul is possessed   flavors a guess low key major connects   phase of respect goin through it made me a vet   gettin down on grounds forbidden    think bells from calsace to the cells in clinton   listen, we can war 'til we no more    either or   or just ball til we all score   its on ya'll   did this one for the streets watchin   and the D's in the streets let them keep clockin'   we clean   got love for the whole game   the gold chains fake id's and the code names   but no lames   3 OP's and there's more to come   we all as one   recognize up in this war since young      (Chorus)      Was I sent for the sinners that never repent,    or just another thug bent   tryin to pay for his rent   Days in contempt   I see ya'll all amazed in suspense   way spent    catch me at the major events   so blowin herb on ya corner curb   my word   doe or die I was born to swerve   bet that   from forty bottles to the champagne   twist the pop   white labels to the brand names   kiss the top   and lets toast for the lost souls   and pray enough to hope and meet em at the crossroads   reunite   hope i live to see eighty eight   with crazy cake   and a baby shaped burgundy Bentley with Haiti plates      (Chorus)