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I get to busting like I'm a thirty-aught-six When I'm rippin' the beat up, but then I heard they got pissed When I got at the top then made 'em pretty hot Cause they knowin' that Tecca Ninna's the dirty chop (chopp-er) He’s handled, Holmes, here’s a handful How in the hell he hoverin', havin' hell and go ham though I said to Seven, 'Richard Havens'll be the man'

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