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Текст песне : Ms. Dynamite. Dy-Na-Mi-Tee.

Yo I'm the same little girl that grew up next dor 2 u
Went through all the things a teenage girl goes through
Hangin' out all night breakin my curfew
When my daddy hit the door I gave my mumma the blues
Use 2 spend my time blazin' lazin' days away
Thought I was grown left home at 15 didn't want to obey
Had 2 get my act together couldn't take the heat
And now I'm making beats 4 the streets

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I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
I stay blowin' up ur stereo
I'm just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Everybody gotta hear me u
Hear me bussin' on da radio
Now feel my flow u get me though
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
C me bouncin' in da video
And I come to rock the show
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Everybody loose control
Let my vibe 2uch ur soul

I remeber all the house parties that took place
Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base
And my cousins and my brothers we'd sit up all night
Listenin' 2 my family vibin' till the mornin' light
Remember my first years of school I was so innocent
I just wanted to learn I never been so content
But the more that I learned I found a guidin light
That showed me the need to fight
And be

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At 13 I thought I was in love with this guy
Anytime I caught his eye I thought that I'd just die
Remember playin' class clown I was just a disruptive fool
And the beatin' I got first time suspended from school
Remember Sunday School and after go 2 granmas 4 lunch
Macaroni, rice and peas, chicken and pineapple punch
Never had much my mum brother sister and me
But love was enough 2 succeed
2 grow

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