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The cold funk has you sunk the mids pump
Blessed are those who when we turn up
now we corrupt, cons 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 gotta capability to toast and ill, yo my daddy told me
"Hey son, you act chill", alien rough, my galaxy is tough
Here comes the bang of a thang that we bring and swing
Men from ain't ever gonna hang with dope Buddha's

Come to the stage we are attackin', space naked live
And slackin', come a day on the way enter on SA
Amplified form world far away, I got the pang of a gang
And I come from the south side, here's the that I bring
And I promise to come

the masses passes upon there fucking asses
And if you see get glasses that is a shot out
To the words of curt grub, the is not scrub
I said, "The man is the kind with the one that I brine shrimp"
We ever do skimp I limp on a stage in a huff

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

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

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