N.o.r.e. - The Champ (Remix) lyrics

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N.o.r.e. - The Champ (Remix) lyrics

[Hook] Engine, engine number nine, on the New York Transit line If my train goes off the track, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up [Verse 1: The Kid Daytona] Let's take it to the park, South side Bronx One-Six-Fourth and the Grand Concourse New York we god, it's all [?] Make it a point that I ball Rod Strickland See the kicks b**h, take a picture I've been the sh** since Ralph McDaniels and the The Vid Kid Kindergarten [?] Doo rag with the Murray's [?] underneath it in a hurry Buck twenty [?] Half black Puerto Rican, I be there If I'm hanging at the door like a heat chain Keep waiving them hands and bringing it back We on the east side, Ted Smooth is [?] Play the remix, Daytona, N-O-R-E And yes, with the champs [Hook] [Verse 2: N.O.R.E.] You love to hear the story again and again Of how it all got started way back when The monument is right in your face Sit and listen for a while to the name of the place It's called Queens Everybody real here, you can get a mil here You can get k**ed here, end up in a wheelchair Mad b**hes love affection All of them is hoes I suggest you use protection If you go to South Bronx, Club [?] The Fever, [?] hit you with a puma Now they all arrogant, but then they was humble Same f*ggot n***as was scared to hit The Tunnel Murder Unit [?], n***as all fearing me Cornball rappers you want security Smoke weed [?] obnoxious Run up on the dancefloor, f** where the cops is [Hook]

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