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So, just sit and max and relax
Off tracks that I kick, come on and it up
'Cause I get funky like rash
And you know I'm mad spunky and I'm cash
got sex rhymes like Victoria's got secrets
To all you peepers who are trying to peep this
I'm Al Goldstein, I'm all about screwing
my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like getting shot out the barrel of a
virgin pow on the peaks of a.k.
Like a that to the depths of the soul
that's the feeling that I make my goal

A little wine my dinner so I'm in my grape ape
I feel like a winner when I a mix tape
Because I get ill when I'm on the button
And I get my fill and you can't say
More soul on this then Don Cornelius
Got the mad subwoofer pumping for your anus
getting on the mic at the monthly function
Wires hitting switches connecting at the
Perlman's got beats and it ain't no
Dante his shit but you know he freaked it
And so the goes on and on
Down in S.D. 50 'till morning