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Close Edge

Pull up to your spot on low

Shine brighter than all of they cats that got on glow

Lay in the cut like they not gon' know

Cause if I gotta make a move dog they not gon' know

This door marked private this is not fo' show

It's Mos Def what you call real fo' sure

Is they what you call gangster, hell no

They get a little pinch and go snitch to the po'

They all talk fast and they all think slow

I'm Mos Definite, not think so

Flood your city with the black ink flow

And my crew ain't scared to let them things go

So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious

I'm just awake dog, I'm doing great dog

I don't play games so I don't playa hate y'all

Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dog

I'm like the second plane that made the tower's face off

That shit that let you know it's really not a game dog

Your grind and my grind ain't the same dog

I'm the catalogue, you the same song

So cool and old school like eight-four

The one your little mami winding up her waist for

The name that real niggas got they hand raised for

Me and Mini got your block yellow taped offDon't push me cause I'm close

To the streets, to the beats

The bitches, the niggas, the women, the children

The workers, the killers, the addicts, the dealers

The quiet, the livest, the realest

And that's closeDon't push me cause I'm close

To the edge, back, middle, and front

Strong back shit lifting it up

From the big and the small

I'm like J. Brown getting involvedAnd when I'm letting off a round don't get in the cross

Have your preacher man speaking low getting his cross

Tell a wild cowboy not to get off they horse

Before they find out the town law is strictly enforced

It's a real bad way to get your name in the Source

Testing the limits of a dangerous force

You ended up dumb, famous and gone

Your people shouting out your name in they song

Pouring liquor on the day you was born

Buying paint to put your face on a wall

C'mon fall back, there's no need for all that

It's all good, we all here, going all out

All live, all day, listen when the song sayDon't push me cause I'm close

To the streets, to the beats

The bitches, the niggas, the women, the children

The workers, the killers, the addicts, the dealers

The quiet, the livest, the realest

And that's closeDon't push me cause I'm close

To the edge, back, middle, and front

Strong back shit lifting it up

From the big and the small

I'm like J. Brown getting involved

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