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Presto, read the communist manifesto Guerillas in the mist, a guevara named ernesto, so (e-roc: what a brother with a afro know?) Yo, go and flow for the mack and be the hoe So grow cause the lynchin brothers might get hung Better rip through em from

Oh, I can't dance Yes you can, stop that Oh, I really can't Oh yes, you can Come on, right left, right left Just give it a try Really you can teach me Oh yeah, you got the legs for it 'Cause it seems to me Oh, it seems to you I said it seems to me Yo