Now, I'm not the type to just act I know Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a Speakin' on makes you a stunt I'll tell you right here yo, I won't I cross the T's and skip non Or else,
I handle all the negative vibe merchants Is that all you in you perchance So much an' pain, it's so wack You should take a tip from the one, Frank Play some Pachinko, play some all the angst shit 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 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 the realm, what you gonna do Get the party people funky to listen to
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It's body rock, pop and lock, here's an Boulevard Chrome beats always 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, immaculately No strain in game, if your game is respected Come as you are, star Drown out the with a rhyme an' electric guitar (Yeah)
when rap, shattered, the glass of radio access May we turn some soul on rythmless dances You know the time and they'll the scoop They'll say it was a and a beat of a rap group
rhymes have been outmoded Your rhymes been outmoded Your have been outmoded Your rhymes have been
Your have been outmoded So quit your belly achin' sayin' that you're tortured Give me a fuckin' and maybe Take out the source of disparin' What do I mean? the fuckin' heroin
I speak from Because I didn't see Actin' a dunce in 1989 I was an' Jim Beam But now 95 and I'm Ginseng
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