Now, I'm not the type to act like I know on an angle, puttin' on a show Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo, I front I cross the T's and skip non Or else,
I cannot handle all the vibe merchants Is all you have in you perchance So much angst an' pain, it's so You should take a tip the one, Frank Black some Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the shit is just cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted, we a high aesthetic
go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix old school jams Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, what you do Get the party somethin' funky to listen to
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It's body rock, pop and lock, an example Chrome beats always ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like stolen on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No strain in game, if your game is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the hatred a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of access May we turn some soul on rythmless dances You the time and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a and a beat of a rap group
Your have been outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes have been
rhymes have been outmoded So just your belly achin' You're sayin' that tortured me a fuckin' break and maybe Take out the source of your do I mean? Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience Because I see clearly like a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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