Now, I'm not the to just act like I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a Speakin' on makes you a stunt 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 vibe merchants Is all you have in you perchance So much an' pain, it's so wack You should a tip from the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, play Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is just
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport a aesthetic
Here go rap the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix old school jams Onto 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, you gonna do Get the people somethin' funky to listen to
hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see hostility, that's what you got
It's body rock, pop and lock, here's an Boulevard Chrome beats ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
to sing a lyric, immaculately concepted No strain in game, if your game is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the with a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of radio May we turn soul on their rythmless dances You know the time and they'll know the They'll say it was a rhyme and a of a rap group
rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes have been Your have been outmoded
Your rhymes have been So just quit your achin' You're sayin' that tortured Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the of your disparin' What do I Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience Because I see clearly like a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now it's 95 and I'm
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