Correction Lyrics Reality (Beat Version) by Fat Boys

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Ha ha
Stick 'em, stick ’em, brrr
Brrr, stick it
Come on, to the funky beat to it
Oh baby, oh baby
Ha ha ha ha ha

(Beat boxing)

We want to show the people, that we are the best
The microphone kings and we're always fresh
We got an ultimate sound and a funky new beat
I'm number one, number two, check out number three
We got a human beat box, who’s hot like fire
Make the other beat box, just want to retire
So if you think it's time to make that move
Don't start the hesitation, just get into the groove
As you break

(Beat boxing)

Now, once upon a time, in a land called grime
Crazy people runnin' 'round, actin' like slime
Sayin', "Boy I'm gonna get ya, if ya try to [?]"
"If you don’t give me, what you call mine"
I can’t look for my boys, up the street
It don't do no good, ’cause they're too weak
I can't take this deal, to the man
I'd just waste my time, but they don’t understand
So what ya gonna do when you can't get help?
I gotta be a vigilante, go for self
'Cause this New York town, you might think it's funny
It' rough, it's tough and it's takin' your money
Wheelin', stealin', double-dealin'
Everybody's killin' just to get that feelin'

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