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Imbibing on impeccable grass\nI be in NYC waiting for that law to pass\n\n(Pass shit, been waiting for a Jet's title since last)\n(Richard Todd, Todd Bowles, gang green on that ass)\nMagic Mike on the mic, David Blaine, Douglass Henning\nIn the church of Busta Rhymes, it's my sermon you're getting\nHorizontal spittin', I'm the exorcist of your writtens\nDon't interrupt me, nigga, sorry, that's a sin unforgiven\nLike how we be skipping on beats like cooking crack in the kitchen (b-b-b-b-b-b-but wait)\nJust spit the package, dry it, bag up the wet\nThis mad city's not a game, easy, quiet on set, Phife\n\nStudent of the past trailblazing a daze\nNot acknowledging a trend or swept up in a phase\nWe still the highest of commodity grade\nAnd you could get it, get it, get it, get it today\n\nDis generation, dis generation, dis generation\nDis generation, dis generation, dis generation\nRules di nation\n\nThis is our generation, generation, uh huh, yeah\nThis our generation, generation, uh huh\nThis our generation, generation, uh huh","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.11] Handle rocks with the capital G, ball on the beat\n[00:14.86] Status, Chris Paul and John Wall in the league\n[00:17.18] Grabbin' mics till the knuckles would bleed\n[00:19.17] ('Cause I believe The potent that I'm quoting will have you geeked like speed)\n[00:22.15] If rationale is naturale or a weave, it's all edges and peas\n[00:25.13] Settin' press, we on a permanent steeze\n[00:27.04] I'm in a world where my princess is Leia, and she's feeling my Vader\n[00:30.20] And my lure grows greater and greater\n[00:32.28] Chem trails, droppin' poisonous vapors\n[00:34.25] Have you shaking like Gator\n[00:35.29] Been trill, nigga, process the data\n[00:37.23] Blu-ray, wave file, or a Beta, I'll DVR it for later\n[00:40.38] Kappo Masa with a G to my waiter\n[00:42.11] You can't define us, XY us, or Z us, you generational elitists\n[00:45.16] Have your chi in virtual think pieces\n[00:47.25] (See, these written words are poetical science)\n[00:49.07] (Brain's defiant, thoughts heavy, baby, they're a major appliance)\n[00:52.12] Leave a dent when drop with the flyness, fluent giant\n[00:54.95] Dude's nice, he tight, screwed in with some pliers\n[00:57.23] Cool with some buyers, yeah, nigga, cool with some growers\n[00:59.72] (Never no tattletales, only I don't knowers)\n[01:02.24] We a show me generation, show us what you gon' show us\n[01:04.50] So listen, mami, see we could collude with a boing\n[01:07.10] Mouthpiece like Goines, with a jubilant noise\n[01:09.71] Dudes rude and as useless as coins, shoot 'em boys\n[01:12.42] Versed in, rehearsed in the soothing of loins\n[01:14.53] Talk to Joey, Earl, Kendrick, and Cole, gatekeepers of flow\n[01:17.79] They are extensions of instinctual soul\n[01:19.59] It's the highest in commodity grade, and you could get it today\n[01:22.48] Dis generation, dis generation, dis generation\n[01:32.36] Dis generation, dis generation, dis generation\n[01:40.00] Rules di nation\n[01:42.83] One hitting reading pages of Poe\n[01:44.64] Telly is low, cuddle bunny ready to go\n[01:47.16] Day of the dead, bury all the zombies instead\n[01:49.79] And it's just your aftermath, Busta cuttin' your dreads\n[01:52.28] Bruce Leein' niggas, while you niggas UFC\n[01:54.70] Smoke tree on niggas, sizzle out your USB\n[01:57.09] (Surge pricing on these Ubers, I'ma get me a cab)\n[01:59.56] Yo, where Jarobi at? 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Imbibing on impeccable grass\n[02:02.24] I be in NYC waiting for that law to pass\n[02:04.79] (Pass shit, been waiting for a Jet's title since last)\n[02:07.10] (Richard Todd, Todd Bowles, gang green on that ass)\n[02:09.73] Magic Mike on the mic, David Blaine, Douglass Henning\n[02:12.10] In the church of Busta Rhymes, it's my sermon you're getting\n[02:14.76] Horizontal spittin', I'm the exorcist of your writtens\n[02:17.09] Don't interrupt me, nigga, sorry, that's a sin unforgiven\n[02:19.58] Like how we be skipping on beats like cooking crack in the kitchen (b-b-b-b-b-b-but wait)\n[02:22.59] Just spit the package, dry it, bag up the wet\n[02:24.54] This mad city's not a game, easy, quiet on set, Phife\n[02:27.30] Student of the past trailblazing a daze\n[02:29.71] Not acknowledging a trend or swept up in a phase\n[02:31.89] We still the highest of commodity grade\n[02:33.71] And you could get it, get it, get it, get it today\n[02:37.63] Dis generation, dis generation, dis generation\n[02:47.50] Dis generation, dis generation, dis generation\n[02:55.03] Rules di nation\n[02:58.45] This is our generation, generation, uh huh, yeah\n[03:08.70] This our generation, generation, uh huh\n[03:18.82] This our generation, generation, uh huh\n[03:30.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dis Generation\n artist: A Tribe Called Quest, Busta Rhymes\n album: We got it from Here... 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