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

I gotta cool capability to and ill, yo my daddy told me
"Hey son, you act chill", alien rough, my galaxy is tough
comes the bang of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing
Men from mars ain't ever gonna hang dope Buddha's

Come to the stage we are attackin', 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 I bring
And I to come live

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

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

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

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