Album: Music
Na, na, na na na na, get up!
(mumbling)
Freak y'all, i'm gonna peak y'all
(mumbling)
I've seen the devil and the devil is cold
trip the shrooms fantastic, 'n shit gets drastic
I didn't believe I lived
Can you hear this, can you hear this, thaw
makin' music, soothin' you system
come on now, come on now
in the beats of speech I'm sure i'll tell you how
Freak y'all, i'm gonna peak y'all
(mumbling)
much love to my man, Stan Diamond
I'd like to say like what up, to our man, Eddie Offord
We'd like to, (mumbling)
and it goes like, and it goes like
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
You know I'm ready, yes to rock steady
my name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick
and I'm what you might call a heretic
yes, and I am from Nebraska my girl is satisfied
you can ask her, you know I've never visited Alaska
huh, where the oil was spilt, that drunken captain should
be killed for polluting the sea, an atrocity
but he still walks free, well
this one goes to all the birds that drown
and so I said it words of wisdom that will keep
you guessing cause I'm tired of laying and
I'm tired of messing around
who put down what we do, We Stand Alone with the group
that's new if I was a dwarf I'd surely be dopey
I'm a stone wheat thin you can not culture
kick in the teeth a condescending frown
Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn the mic
over to my man SA Martinez
I am sly in the mix I am the mix master
death and destructor, lyric conductor
rollin with the rhythm of rhyme I'm rollin
Tim's got the guitar he's got the jets
Now the b-boy's rocking breakin' loose on the floor
311's stepping out and you're yellin for more
I'm hoping, I'm poetry in motion, when I find I stay P-Nut
the bass drum is booming, and in your mouth the rhythm
is booming P to the N to the U to the T
brothers say it's bullshit you can't come through it
do it in the basement no complacence
share it, declare it in the public domain refrain
perfectly sad if that's what you're about
It's sad so I thought I'd come out with a shot
super dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown
that's right, knockin' them down nineties, all of that