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Shhh, they're about to start the movie
And, hear ye, hear ye
Disturbing Tha Peace presents, "Theater of the Mind"
Get your popcorn, get your popcorn
You scoot over to the left a little bit
Single file line now
It's an extravagant event, starring Ludacris
Please silence all cellphones
We're about to go on a ride!
Let the show begin!
Lights, camera, and, action
Take six, Ludacris, it's nice to meet ya
Blow the smoke in the air 'til I blow out your brain
Turn it up until I blow out your speakers
Gotta keep them Tweeters tweaking, gotta keep them woofers pumping
Then I blow out one of these verses
Spit 'em in ya, got a million more coming
However you want it, I can give it but you gotta admit it
Other rappers talk it, try to walk it, Luda live it
Sign it and seal it, multi-mil' it, said it and did it
They give me 16 bars on another nigga's song
And you know that I'ma (fucking kill it)
'Cause I'm the fucking realest, when it comes to this rapping shit
Semi-automatic tongue when I spit another verse cock back, I'm packing bitch
And I'm back and attacking with album six
Tell them other niggas we see danger
Probably 'cause I got enough, albums to fill yo' CD changer
Gotta buy my whole collection, gotta beat my whole selection
Hit your neighborhood record sto', and you can get it in the smoking section
Now that's a coke connection, these fiends are addicted to it
No guts no glory, so that's my story, and I'm sticking to it
That's my story and I'm sticking to it
Here's my story and I'm sticking to it
Here's my story and I'm sticking to it
Here some stories and I'm sticking to it
And cut! On a good gate, we're moving on
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