Now, I'm not the type to just act I know Puttin' on an angle, on a show Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt tell you right here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and non legitimacies Or else,
I cannot handle all the vibe merchants Is that all you have in you So much an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip the one, Frank Black Play Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is just
the 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed Lyrics loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old school tape 'cuz 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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body rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome beats ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
to sing a lyric, immaculately concepted No strain in your game, if your is respected Come as you are, star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' electric (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of radio May we turn some soul on their rythmless You know the and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap
Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your have been outmoded
Your rhymes have been So just quit your belly sayin' that you're tortured Give me a fuckin' break and Take out the of your disparin' What do I Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience Because I see clearly Actin' like a dunce in I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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