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Yeah, as a kid growin' up in Brooklyn
My pops was a DJ, he had a bunch of records
Funk, jazz, rhythm and blues, soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
There was this one gospel record I liked like, like
Like holy moly, I might get some religion and leave you holy, holy
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