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

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

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

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

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

Stop, hey, what's that
laced dust all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin' the pockets swell
take it back fourteen billion cells

Periodic to say my rhymes
Too of this dope need growth-type slow
Off a tree, let me blow my leaves
Shake off my roots and up my sleeves

Break a branchling wist
Lyrics for the
Yo fancy, your chancy
Our transystem is MCs
I hymn-zen, I'm casualies

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

and tackers
At my faster phrased words
Super-lax, raps and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and steers and sees time stilt
I work for Real Bill Divine, lyrical chill

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

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