Now, I'm not the type to just act I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt tell you right here yo, I won't front I the T's and skip non legitimacies 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 a tip from the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play some Because all the angst shit is cheesy
the 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed Lyrics loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport a aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the dazzled mathematic (C'mon) I am I am, mix some old school jams Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the people somethin' funky to listen to
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It's body rock, pop and lock, here's an Boulevard Chrome beats always ampin' your get got in the age of hip hop It's just like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
to sing a lyric, immaculately concepted No strain in your game, if your game is Come as you are, radio Drown out the hatred with a an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of access May we turn some soul on rythmless dances You know the and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap
Your rhymes have been rhymes have been outmoded Your have been outmoded Your have been outmoded
rhymes have been outmoded So just your belly achin' sayin' that you're tortured Give me a fuckin' break and out the source of your disparin' What do I mean? the fuckin' heroin
I speak from Because I didn't see Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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