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Yeah...somethin' classic...in the makin'... Feels good don't it? Exile...the one and only...heh... The young homie... You going up against a n with a whole lotta soul partner The show shocker, rock ya soul when I flow partner The dime studded Marauder Knocking the globe outta alignment when I'm rhyming Soul shining like I'm gold mining So don't bother competing His own Father don't know how to defeat him He like a robot, knocking the cement into your soul rock Leaving the hoes jocked, Now you can see, concede it, cause his speaking leave your dome cocked The soul provider Flow live, shit is so hot Do not touch Brought the real, and let the whole block crush Now young bucks call him ill from the still (It's Blu) Even though the name been the same since I came Ain't a damn thing changed but the skills I still gotta blow spots up, just to show you that you won't stop us, And never will, it's the so cal so cal resident, I represent my locals, Blu's style is heaven sent, with Exile for President Aus Songtexte Mania