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Riddle me this my brother, can you it?
Your to my style, you can't hold a candle to it
Equinox symmetry and the is right
Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday

not how you play the game, it's how you win it
I cheat and and sin and I'm a cynic
For those about to we salute you
The thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to

I once was but now I'm found
The music washes over and you're one the sound
Well, who shall inherit the earth? The shall
And yo, I think I'm to peak now, Al

And then the man upstairs, I hope that he cares
If I had a penny for my I'd be a millionaire
just three MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty four in a day
Only twelve notes well a man can
Music for all, and not just one
And now we're gonna with the Putney Swope sequel

More Adidas sneakers a plumber's got pliers
Got more than Jacoby and Meyers
If not for my and my bugged out desires
My year would be just like Goodyear's tires

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the antic
And nobody wants to hear you 'cause your rhymes are frantic
I mix business with way too much
You know wine, and women, and song, and

I get blue, I gotta mean red streak
You don't pay the band, your friends, yo weak
Get even Steven like pulling a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal from the and I'm out robbing banks
Giving to the poor and I always give
Becuase I got more stories that got Salinger
I hold the title and you are the

I've got money like Charles
I've got the girlies in the coup the Colonel's got the chickens
And I always go out like the Harry S. Truman
I'm madder Mad's Alfred E. Neuman

{I'm never gonna let them say that I don't love

Well, my noggin is hoggin' all of thoughts
And yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of course
the holy chalice, got my own religion
Rally round the and check the funky dope musicians

Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell
You Mario Andretti 'cause he always drives his car well
Vicious circle of reality since the day you born
And we the hot butter, on what? The popcorn

Sippin on wine and
Rockin on the stage all the hands clappin'
the wave of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being very of being MCs}

And the man upstairs I hope he cares
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a
Amps and crossovers, my rear hood
Becuase the bass is bumpin from the back of my

tell us what to do? Hell no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,