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So, just sit back and max and
Off tracks that I kick, on and give it up
'Cause I get funky like rash
And you know I'm mad spunky and I'm cash
I've got sex rhymes like Victoria's got
To all you porn peepers who are to peep this
I'm like Al Goldstein, I'm all screwing
my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like getting shot out the barrel of a
virgin pow on the peaks of a.k.
Like a sound to the depths of the soul
Well that's the that I make my goal

A little wine my dinner so I'm in my grape ape
I feel a winner when I make a mix tape
Because I get ill I'm on the pause button
And I get my and you can't say nothing
More soul on this then Don Cornelius
Got the mad subwoofer pumping for your anus
Just getting on the mic at the function
Wires hitting connecting at the junction
Perlman's got beats and it no secret
Dante found his shit but you know he it
And so the goes on and on
Down in S.D. 50 'till morning