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Well, I've written You know Many verses in my secret garden And now I'd like to share them with a few of you here today Thank you, everybody Uh Yeah, yeah Rrr Vainglorious Listen P Yo, yo Every word that I utter, wo- wo- word that I stutter Make me worldwide with words, say word, word to mother I write word to paper, the paper reveal words That make me a wizard, voilà, peep and observe Professional, P is lethal with words No evil intent, heaven-sent so believe in the word Peep my words, (Words?) Heavenly words Words that get me bread, said to be clever with words See, I'm deep with words like Jacques Cousteau Or I can be shallow, uh, I got that flow See, my slow flow stands up Leave you broke as a joke, homie, Jo Jo Dancer The word been nice (Nice), the word been bad (Bad) Letras de cancionesThe word address your dressin', dressin' like Sinbad P, my words crazy ill I write money 'cause these words pay my fuckin' bills P I'm the greatest poet alive! I'm the greatest wordsmith ever I'm the- I'm Robert Frost I'm- I'm Lord Byron My- my verses are impetuous My rhymes impregnable Well, well, I'd just like to say Thank you for the words But, you know We need this, too Word is born, the wordplay make you flip A king with words, you know what I'm sayin'? Word up Word to your mother, let the words flow The fuck is Sean Price? And my word is born Word up, word up Wo- word up Wor- wor- wor- word up Word- Word to the mother Word up, wor- word up Word up, word up Word up, word- word Word up, word to the motherfucker P This is '86 This is like, the year No tricks in '86 It's time to build This the year, this that summer That summer of '86 changed hip-hop forever From Letras Mania