Do It Baby Lyrics
rtist: Def Jef<br />
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Album:Just a Poet With Soul<br />
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Song: Do It Baby<br />
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Verse 1<br />
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I do work and I'm workin' it with the will of a warrior<br />
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I'll take on 54 of ya, nah, I'll even take more of ya<br />
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Competition is great, and keeps me in shape<br />
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And it's mentally stimulatin'<br />
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Competitors constantly contemplatin' challenge<br />
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Champion's written all on my face<br />
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And I'm smirkin', and lurkin' back in the back<br />
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Attacking and hacking and jacking<br />
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Smacking up losers that's lacking<br />
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Characteristics of poets, they blow it<br />
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Tryna show it, yo if I'm flowin' they know it, so it<br />
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Compels me to step and release the rhymes that I kept<br />
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In case of an urgent emergency then these words'd be weapons<br />
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Any discrepancy heard'll have to be handled in haste<br />
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At any pace when I step in the place, cos I came to do work<br />
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Verse 2<br />
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Lyrically thorough, I'm from the borough of Manhattan<br />
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And when I moved to the Bronx, then I got into rappin'<br />
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Funky beats would control me<br />
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It's like the mic would say hold me<br />
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I do a solo, me only<br />
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I'd be alone but not lonely, cos<br />
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Eric would back me<br />
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The only track would be doubles<br />
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And when the rappers attacked me<br />
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They'd end up buried in rubble, cos<br />
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We never took losses, opposing forces proceeded<br />
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But they retreated, receded, beat it defeated<br />
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We did repeat it as needed<br />
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Kept 'em seated and some felt cheated<br />
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Gave 'em all second tries and still I superseded<br />
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I'm a souped superior subsidiary of soul<br />
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I keep the crowd in control, cos I do work<br />
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Verse 3<br />
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I got a need and it's bleedin'<br />
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Inside of me to say words<br />
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Cos it's my choice and I'm voicin'<br />
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Just what I think should be heard<br />
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To a sleazy easy goin'<br />
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Lazy laid back track<br />
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The pace is slow, the bass is low<br />
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And yo, I'm ready to go<br />
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Do my job, I'm obligated, devoted and dedicated<br />
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And loaded and motivated to show that I know the way that it's<br />
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Supposed to be done, that's why I chose to become<br />
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Professional in this profession, droppin' rhymes on drums<br />
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It's automatic that static comes automatically to me<br />
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I've had it for longest been at it<br />
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So call it fad, it doesn't<br />
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Sweat me or get me uncivilized like a savage<br />
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I play it civil and give all I got to keep up the image of<br />
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Rap cos I happen to be a rapper and poet<br />
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Not just rappin' to be rappin' in case you didn't know it<br />
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Here's the deal, cos I feel<br />
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You oughta be up on what's new<br />
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With the rhyme it's time for me to do work<br />
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Cos I got work to do
