Now, I'm not the to just act like I know on an angle, puttin' on a show Speakin' on nothin' makes you a tell you right here yo, I won't front I cross the T's and skip non Or else,
I cannot handle all the negative vibe Is that all you have in you So much angst an' pain, so wack You take a tip from the one, Frank Black some Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is cheesy
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed Lyrics talkin' again, yeah, we are the party men Cosmetics you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap the dazzled crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old jams Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people somethin' to listen to
hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got
It's body rock, pop and lock, an example Boulevard Chrome beats always ampin' your get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun like bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No strain in your game, if your is respected Come as you are, star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' guitar (Yeah)
when rap, shattered, the glass of radio access May we some 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 have been outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded
Your have been outmoded So just quit belly achin' You're sayin' that you're me a fuckin' break and maybe Take out the of your disparin' What do I Kick the fuckin' heroin
I from experience Because I see clearly Actin' like a dunce in I was an' Jim Beam But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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