Now, I'm not the type to just act like I on an angle, puttin' on a show Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt I'll you right here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and skip non Or else,
I cannot handle all the negative vibe Is that all you in you perchance So much an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is just
the 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed Lyrics talkin' again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport a high
go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old jams Onto tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people somethin' to listen to
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It's rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome beats always ampin' your 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 your game, if your is respected Come as you are, radio Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of access May we turn soul on their rythmless dances You the time and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap
rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded
Your have been outmoded So just quit your achin' sayin' that you're tortured Give me a fuckin' break and Take out the of your disparin' do I mean? Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak from I didn't see clearly Actin' like a in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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