Now, I'm not the type to just act like I Puttin' on an angle, on a show Speakin' on nothin' makes you a I'll tell you right yo, I won't front I the T's and skip non legitimacies Or else,
I handle all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you have in you So much an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip 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' loud again, yeah, we are the men Cosmetics that you fretted, we a high aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the dazzled mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix old school jams Onto 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan Step into the realm, you gonna do Get the party somethin' funky 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 just begun like bikes on a blacktop (C'mon)
Born to sing a lyric, concepted No in your game, if your game is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the with a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the of radio access May we turn some soul on their rythmless You know the and they'll know the scoop They'll say it was a rhyme and a of a rap group
Your have been outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes have been Your have been outmoded
Your have been outmoded So just quit your belly You're sayin' that tortured Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the of your disparin' do I mean? Kick the fuckin' heroin
I speak from I didn't see clearly Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was an' Jim Beam But now it's 95 and I'm
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