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

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

I ain't sayin' I'm God but you can this
are if I'm a star, I'd be Johnny Mathis
On smooth shit, I'd be gaming all the honeys
Hitting Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies

the Sunday funnies, I'd be reading Doonesbury
See me dark, love, shit be getting scary
I'll freak you 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 your hair
Yeah, I freak the back to get the orgasm
And if my legs cramp, girl, I lick that
I got it sewn love, so you got no worries
Hold up, wait a second, my vision's gettin'

Stop, hey, that smell
laced dust all up in my L
Bitches start once the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen cells

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

Break a branchling wist
Lyrics for the
Yo fancy, shake chancy
Our is torn MCs
I hymn-zen, then I'm

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

Reflectors and
At which my faster words
Super-lax, break raps and MCs jump off
Revolves and steers and still sees time
I work for Real Divine, it's lyrical chill

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

Stop, hey, that smell?
Someone dust all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin' when the pockets
Let's take it fourteen billion cells