Now, I'm not the type to just act I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a Speakin' on makes you a stunt I'll tell you here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and non legitimacies Or else,
I handle all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you have in you So angst an' pain, it's so wack You take a tip from the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play some all the angst shit is just cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too smooth for talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old jams Onto 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, what you do Get the party people somethin' to listen to
Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got
It's rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome always ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No in your game, if your game is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the hatred with a an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched rap, shattered, the glass of radio access May we turn soul on their rythmless dances You know the time and know the scoop say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group
Your rhymes have been Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your have been outmoded
Your rhymes been outmoded So just quit belly achin' You're that you're tortured me a fuckin' break and maybe Take out the of your disparin' What do I mean? Kick the heroin
I from experience Because I didn't see Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now it's 95 and I'm
Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see hostility, that's what you got