Now, I'm not the type to act like I know on an angle, puttin' on a show Speakin' on nothin' makes you a I'll tell you here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and non legitimacies Or else,
I cannot all the negative vibe merchants Is all you have in you perchance So much angst an' pain, it's so You should take a tip from the one, Frank Play some Pachinko, play Parcheesi Because all the angst is just 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 aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy (C'mon) I am I am, mix some old school jams tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people somethin' to listen to
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It's body rock, pop and lock, an example Boulevard Chrome beats ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's begun like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No strain in your game, if your game is 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 soul on their dances You know the time and they'll know the They'll say it was a and a beat of a rap group
Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your have been outmoded
Your rhymes have been So quit your belly achin' You're sayin' that you're Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the source of disparin' What do I Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience Because I didn't see Actin' like a in 1989 I was an' Jim Beam But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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