2na Manuva get the got God ah, yes, man, its auspicious man Oh God, night Who's
Yeah, my exceed Caddy Escalades I best behave to the rhythm of justice brave, ah, lecture me extra waves Doggin' your causing you clowns just to cave
Address the rage, rush the stage to blaze Glorify your and gorers just to faze Cuttin' down the rain forest for cows just to It's the populous while you clone test tube babes
Test the change, of the fantasies they try to feed us Under the bridge drummin' for an Anthony Kiedis I ran elitist who got the truth confused the Manphibian and the one Roots Manuva
Yo, Mystic Mindset at warp 8 Flashback to my very taste of hash cake Oh, Lord, I so sensual And every now and then I get a sense of wha
of the hip, gyration of the old time New Right, Back to Back, man or no man no oh man Boy or boy, girl or Steppin' out of place with the light of the world I'm up
Weed grass rushing my veins Slip over the rocky terrain and a weed whore checkin' that hydroponic bud Earth child, see me rollin' in the mud
He there go so civilized while I unrobe No played out to wives Don't get knicks up in their mix up Wanna just fix up soul and mental plane
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Yo, of these fellas be over zealous We have them jealous in dark cellas Blowin' like Branford We park dwellers rebellers
We spark letters, we art Pleadin' the waters, the fell us Be quick with your in no particular plan order We go hit like vehicular man slaughter
In ding bring a fling of it on Refuse to get lost in the for one
Although we we never pedantic Check my antic, we romantic We shit new for self Quantumly We the saw, man, we killin' the sea
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No Sir Mr. 2na, I can't burn the I remember the time and have a good time
Yo Yo, You ran slower while my clan chance'll Let the man know my pen brush like Van Gogh I disappear like his missing ear when I'm gears Shinin' like your kitchen ware, rich and rare
Get your picture clear, 2na the reporter I your order like sugar and seltzer water
Whoever felt the horror but that their chance vague your sound like a spandex pants leg Spread like an advanced plague worms never may Shout the F and F beats my man Craig
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Join the dots, blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the 2na Manuva get the got Stewed chicken in the pot runnin' it hot