Now, I'm not the type to act like I know Puttin' on an angle, on a show Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt I'll tell you here yo, I won't 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 angst an' pain, it's so You should take a tip the one, Frank Black Play some Pachinko, some Parcheesi Because all the shit is just cheesy
the 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed Lyrics loud again, yeah, we are the party 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 jams Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, what you do Get the people somethin' funky to listen to
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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 begun like stolen bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No in your game, if your game is respected Come as you are, star Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' electric (Yeah)
Dispatched rap, shattered, the glass of radio access 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 have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded Your rhymes have been rhymes have been outmoded
Your rhymes have been So just quit your belly You're sayin' that tortured Give me a fuckin' break and Take out the of your disparin' What do I mean? the fuckin' heroin
I speak experience Because I see clearly Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was Cocaine an' Jim But now it's 95 and I'm
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