Now, I'm not the type to 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 front I cross the T's and skip non 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 some Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is just
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed Lyrics talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the men Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport a aesthetic
go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old school Onto tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I Step into the realm, you gonna do Get the party people somethin' to listen to
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body 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 stolen on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to a lyric, immaculately concepted No strain in game, if your game is respected Come as you are, radio Drown out the hatred with a an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of radio May we turn some on their rythmless dances You know the time and know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap
Your rhymes have been Your rhymes have outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded
rhymes have been outmoded So just your belly achin' You're sayin' that you're Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the source of disparin' What do I mean? the fuckin' heroin
I from experience Because I didn't see Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was an' Jim Beam But now it's 95 and I'm
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