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The cold funk has you sunk the mids pump
Blessed are those who erupt when we up
Right now we corrupt, the shades we don in the neon night
We're gonna feed on the and blast through a pipe
I feed on the mics and blast through a pipe

I cool capability to toast and ill, yo my daddy told me
"Hey son, you must act chill", alien rough, my galaxy is
Here comes the bang of a hip-hop that we bring and swing
Men from mars ever gonna hang with dope Buddha's

Come to the we are attackin', space assassin naked live
And never slackin', a day on the way enter on SA
form another world far away, I got the pang of a gang
And I come from the south side, here's the thang that I
And I promise to come

While the masses upon there fucking asses
And if you don't see get glasses that is a out
To the words of curt grub, the motherfucker is not
I said, "The man is the kind with the one I call brine shrimp"
We never ever do skimp I on a stage in a huff

Like dragon I puff on the stuff of a hum bolt cone
Then I'm stoned out, smoke the weed that come from
Northern California, don't do no cocaine that from Columbia
That the thing that mash up your nature, mash up your
And up your culture

Take a tip from the the flipped script of daddy
I give props to the one that rocks steady
With and goes on and on and on
And turn out the dope like the one that's called
Pawn shop press, yes, on, what's up?

P-Nut change it up, what's up with mind, what's up