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

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

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

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

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

Take a tip from the the flipped script of Freddy
I give complete props to the one that steady
With dexterity and on and on and on
And out the dope shit like the one that's called
Pawn press, yes, it's on, what's up?

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