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

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

I once was lost but now I'm
The music over and you're one with the sound
Well, who shall the earth? The meek shall
And yo, I think I'm starting to now, Al

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

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

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

More Adidas sneakers that a plumber's got
Got more suitst than 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 wants to hear you 'cause your rhymes are damn frantic
I mix business pleasure 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, friends, yo that's weak
Get even like Steven like pulling a
Shadrach, Mesach,

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

Steal from the rich and I'm out banks
to the poor and I always give thanks
Becuase I got more that JD's got Salinger
I the title and you are the challenger

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

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

Well, my noggin is hoggin' all kinds of
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and rockin of course
Smoke the holy chalice, got my own
Rally round the stage and check the funky dope

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

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

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 the back of my Fleetwood

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

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