Now, I'm not the type to just act like I Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a on nothin' makes you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo, I won't 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 angst an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip the one, Frank Black Play Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst is just cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too smooth for Lyrics talkin' again, yeah, we are the party men that you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old jams Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan into the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people somethin' funky to to
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It's rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome beats ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's begun like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
to sing a lyric, immaculately concepted No strain in your game, if your is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' electric (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the of radio access May we turn some 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
Your rhymes have been Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded
Your rhymes have been So just quit belly achin' You're sayin' that you're Give me a fuckin' break and Take out the source of your What do I mean? Kick the heroin
I speak experience I didn't see clearly Actin' like a in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now it's 95 and I'm
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