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Baby,
(I say, "Lord, mercy")
This is for all you dirty out there
Suck up on this nuts
(I say, "Lord, mercy")

Say stop! Hey, that sound?
Everybody look goin' down
I'm everlastin', forever on a
I'm rockin' to the boat, steamin' matter tone

I sayin' I'm God but you can graft this
are if I'm a star, I'd be Johnny Mathis
On some smooth shit, I'd be all the honeys
Hitting Hugh with his Playboy Bunnies

Check the funnies, I'd be reading Doonesbury
See me after dark, love, be getting scary
I'll you like Carrie on the night of the prom
Let's keep it cool and calm, start stroking your palm

my way up your arm, start kissing your ear
Maybe, licking your lips, then pulling your
Yeah, I freak the back spasm to get the
And if my cramp, girl, I lick that stamp
I got it love, so you ain't got no worries
Hold up, wait a second, my gettin' blurry

Stop, hey, what's smell
Someone laced all up in my L
start sweatin' once the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion

measures to say my rhymes
Too much of this need growth-type slow
Off a poet's tree, let me my leaves
Shake off my roots and pull up my

Break a wist stick
Lyrics for the
Yo fancy, shake your
Our transystem is MCs
I hymn-zen, then I'm

Pot smoke-seeds,
Seize it, I be on every ability
Of chaos, a higher of infinity
me virtually supreme ID

Reflectors and
At my faster phrased words
Super-lax, raps and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and and still sees time stilt
I for Real Bill Divine, it's lyrical chill

I say, "Stop", hey, what's smell?
Someone dust all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin' when the swell
Let's take it back fourteen cells

Stop, hey, what's that
Someone laced all up in my L
Bitches sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion