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The cold has you sunk feel the mids pump
Blessed are those who erupt when we up
Right now we corrupt, cons the we don in the neon night
We're gonna on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta feed on the mics and blast through a

I gotta capability to toast and ill, yo my daddy told me
"Hey son, you act chill", alien rough, my galaxy is tough
Here comes the of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing
Men from mars ain't ever hang with dope Buddha's

Come to the stage we are attackin', space assassin naked
And never slackin', a day on the way enter on SA
Amplified form world far away, I got the pang of a gang
And I from the south side, here's the thang that I bring
And I promise to come

While the masses passes upon fucking asses
And if you see get glasses that is a shot out
To the words of curt grub, the is not scrub
I said, "The man is the kind with the one that I brine shrimp"
We never ever do skimp I on a stage in a huff

Like dragon I puff on the stuff of a hum bolt cone
Then I'm stoned watch out, the weed that come from
Northern California, do no cocaine that come from Columbia
That the that mash up your nature, mash up your body
And up your culture

Take a tip from the the flipped of daddy Freddy
I give complete props to the one that rocks
dexterity and goes on and on and on
And turn out the dope like the one that's called
Pawn shop press, yes, on, what's up?

P-Nut change it up, what's up with your mind, up