Now, I'm not the type to act like I know Puttin' on an angle, on a show Speakin' on nothin' makes you a tell you right here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and non legitimacies Or else,
I cannot handle all the negative merchants Is that all you in you perchance So much angst an' pain, it's so You should a tip from the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play some Because all the shit is just cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed Lyrics talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the men that you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the dazzled mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix old school jams Onto tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people funky to listen to
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It's rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome always ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's begun like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No strain in your game, if your game is as you are, radio star Drown out the with a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched rap, shattered, the glass of radio access May we turn some soul on rythmless dances You the time and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a of a rap group
Your have been outmoded Your have been outmoded rhymes have been outmoded Your have been outmoded
Your rhymes have outmoded So just quit your achin' You're sayin' that you're Give me a fuckin' break and out the source of your disparin' What do I Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience I didn't see clearly Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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