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(feat. Rob-O, Dida) [cut & scratched x2: Big Daddy Kane] "In the flesh" [CL Smooth] Introducing funk from the yard, collecting strictly knockouts The broters I sparred, which only means the man got nothing to prove On a power move made by the CL Smooth Live 495 I arrive in person Hard dialogue without a whole bunch of cursing It's my perrogitive, so back up and live, fool As long as they don't violate everything's cool, cause it's all good Understood is the smoothest daddy with the roughest raps Am I thinking about blowing the spot? Perhaps Carry straps on strips for the trigger-happy pirates Where ladies catch fits steady reaching for my privates But hold, how I unfold my whole repotoire Now here we are at home to make another superstar With Rob-O indeed R with the P.R. But nevertheless it's CL Smooth [scratched x4] "In the flesh" [Rob-O] Rob-O's at the top of the list, so bust this Stick to funk like Scotch, the top-notch vocalist Letras de cancionesYou don't stop, cause I can illustrate with the needle Penetrating straight to the souls of many people Is there any evil? On this path I'm innovating Stil faking, put down your pads and stop waiting See the year of the fly MC is here, so stand clear I'm facing the Gods with no fear Rob-O, East Coast, uptown MCing the most and spreading the Mecca all around Selecting the sound to make the party people pound And see gave you more, of what I say in '94 It's like that, so don't stop It's like this, so God bless Soul Brothers get down with no stress Yeah INI's representing in the flesh [scratched x4] "In the flesh" [Dida] Even in the mirror, it just doesn't get any clearer I hear a funky beat and I gotta get nearer KABOOM! Stepping in the sound room mellow A dangerous flavorous fellow, hello Style and grace, the original's in this piece In the place right along with the pace Nevertheless, in the flesh no quest The sex in the system, of course I'm fresh I rest in the Villes, the skills is big To a level of extravagence, the talent's all balanced The extreme dopeness for the nation D. is the inital, MC's the occupation Five master hype, light the color of the skin Once the beat roll, my goal is to win My friend the best, the real side yes I rest my case in your face in the flesh [scratched x4] "In the flesh" [Pete Rock] Soul Brother supreme to catch wreck in the flesh So check one two and a mic test Now clear the room, I scoped you with the wide angle zoom Trying to overstand my funk tunes Coming soon, so chill, don't stress The Creator I'll kick the funk loop from here to Cal Tjader And cross the fader, and pack the lines on my paper With rhymes so tough, who got the flavor? Plus the knack to rock, I'm steady heating up the spot The Chocolate Boy Wonder making heads bop In slow motion, domes crack open like the pavement Off some shit I made down in the basement The funk ambassador, asking you to get with the pro- Fessional, yo there's no question I can flow Time to slide, you know the P.R. will provide The real and still I feel the vibe, I'm in the flesh [scratched x16] "In the flesh" From Letras Mania