Now, I'm not the type to just act like I on an angle, puttin' on a show Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt I'll tell you right yo, I won't front I cross the T's and skip non Or else,
I cannot all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you in you perchance So much angst an' pain, so wack You should a tip from the one, Frank Black Play Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst shit is just
It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed Lyrics talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the men that you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic
Here go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old school Onto tape the party's in the crates, I scan Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the party somethin' funky to listen to
hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see Misdirected hostility, what you got
body rock, pop and lock, here's an example Boulevard Chrome always 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 is respected as you are, radio star Drown out the with a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of radio May we turn some on their rythmless dances You know the time and they'll the scoop say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group
Your rhymes have been rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have been Your have been outmoded
rhymes have been outmoded So quit your belly achin' You're sayin' that you're Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the source of your What do I mean? Kick the fuckin'
I speak from Because I didn't see Actin' like a dunce in I was an' Jim Beam But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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