Now, I'm not the to just act like I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a Speakin' on nothin' makes you a I'll tell you right here yo, I won't I the T's and skip non legitimacies Or else,
I cannot handle all the negative merchants Is that all you have in you So angst an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play some Because all the angst shit is cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too smooth for Lyrics loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport a high
go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old school Onto 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, what you do Get the party people funky to listen to
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body rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard beats always ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like stolen bikes on a (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No in your game, if your game is respected Come as you are, star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' electric (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of radio May we turn some soul on their dances You know the time and they'll the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap
Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes have been
Your rhymes have been So just quit your achin' You're sayin' that tortured Give me a fuckin' break and out the source of your disparin' What do I mean? Kick the fuckin'
I speak experience I didn't see clearly Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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