Now, I'm not the type to just act I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a on nothin' makes you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo, I front I the T's and skip non legitimacies Or else,
I cannot all the negative vibe merchants Is all you have in you perchance So much angst an' pain, it's so You take a tip from the one, Frank Black some Pachinko, play some Parcheesi Because all the angst is just 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 crazy mathematic (C'mon) I am what I am, mix some old school Onto tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I Step the realm, what you gonna do Get the people somethin' funky to listen to
hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see Misdirected hostility, what you got, see hostility, that's what you got
It's body rock, pop and lock, an example Chrome beats always ampin' your temple get got in the age of hip hop It's just begun 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 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 know the scoop They'll say it was a and a beat of a rap group
Your rhymes have been Your have been outmoded rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes have outmoded
Your rhymes been outmoded So just your belly achin' sayin' that you're tortured Give me a fuckin' break and out the source of your disparin' What do I mean? Kick the heroin
I from experience Because I didn't see like a dunce in 1989 I was an' Jim Beam But now it's 95 and I'm
hostility, that's what you got, see Misdirected hostility, what you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got, see Misdirected hostility, that's you got