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Verse 1
In order for us to make this thing work,
man
We've got to get rid of the pimps,
Verse 2
F
Yeah
Yo, what's up, man?
Hey yo, man
You know
We was getting busy on the album
everyday
Know I'm saying?
Verse 3
MC's
You used to be kicking it
Verse 5
like introduce
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it
Verse 6
Aight, kick it
F
(Farmers Boulevard)
Back in the days, before I was Cool J
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F
I used to hang up on the corner,
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Sittin' on a garbage can,
rhymin' to my man
Talkin' bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers,
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F
Bb
To do a jam, against all odds
Verse 7
Attack like a cat when I'm trapped
and I'm closed in
Sharp- ass claws, and I break all laws
In a while all jaws,
cause I'm perfect, no flaws
Now I'm back to Farmers
on some new improved
I'm makin' moves, not fakin' moves
So don't you never come around
here, talkin' that talk
you'll get played like a sport
Football, soccer, whatever you savor
You're a tramp and a pussycat,
ready for labor
Ha! I'll have you breakin locks
The type of skills that I got
reigned for years
No worry or cares,
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your crew'll shed tears
save the cheers
Suckers, I'm drinkin' forties of beers
Verse 8
Hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo Uncle L, let's go
Verse 9
Verse 10
Dm
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F
Summertime, C.I.A. step into the jam
Reach for the mic,
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F
ing like it's a hold- up
Some step aside,
but a few play me close
Never worry,
cause the brother who cross me's getting buried
And the fool who wants to
deal with another dose
Farmers Boulevard, the place
Handing me a mic is like giving
a chainsaw to Leather face
Smoking MC's in an instant
At my side busting caps is T- Boogie,
my assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that? Cause Gangster
Boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big Money Grip making you get up
Verse 11
yo
Verse 12
Verse 13
More than a line on time,
because I'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the
skill of a great one
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Dm
The Boulevard Lord, shorts,
Another funky rapper from
around the way
Boy, you been told, put your lips on hold
Spreading terror on the street
like they was in the past
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Any punks on the block, yo, nev er could last
sucker I gained on
At any Farmers party at my
side is a Mag
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F
(One time a sucker got ill
and went out in a body bag)
Fear will erupt through the
heart of another
The Farmers Crew will never fall,
Verse 14
Bbm
funky out here
Yo, yo, yo, Hi C
Yo man, y'all kinda funky out here, yo
I was,
Verse 15
Bbm
Youknowmsayin?
Farmers Boulevard, baby
Verse 16
sleep on it
But yo, L
Won't you, won't you sum it all
Verse 17
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Now you heard the brothers speaking
bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hitting, beats kicking,
you can't get none
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F- a- r- m- e- r- s passing the test
Marley Marl in the background
doing the rest
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Do- re- mi- fa- so- la- ti- do,
do- ti- la- so- fa- mi- re- do, kato
F
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I did a jam against all odds
to Farmers Boulevard
Verse 18
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Keep
on
(Farmers Boulevard)
Outro 1
You don't stop
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