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What you appear to be, you ought to know |
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Glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya |
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Delusions plaguing everybody |
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Makin that hybrid music back in '90 now it's on ya |
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I hear we we're the model for the bad you front, we spawned ya |
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Finding it hard to come original, we warned ya |
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We're shakin the white boys in new york, black girls in california |
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We come through hip-hop, drum-n-bass, and dancehall rhythms |
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You want our beats and lyrics, you want to get them |
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Watchin you sink into the depths of opportunism |
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Missing the point, music's about love not pessimism |
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I'm sa moving supreme and on my team |
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I rock the mic with a sweet lean |
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And you know that stated as a fact |
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The only dj mc gettin' down like that |
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Metaphorically we are the chief of police, you're rock n roll |
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And we're positive you stole more that just the radio |
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Now it's 2, 1 and we are back in the control |
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The jammies are coming, people succumbing cuz we got soul |
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Everyone needs to forget upon re-enrty |
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Orbiting space quantum saints, we're the only |
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Beginning from a planet so naturally |
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Gifted in the heart lies our technology |
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It's only right, right |
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Entering in a space of pure delight, light |
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Next contestant on this jam is, tight |
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Feels spontaneous you'll improvise, vise |
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From chaos comes clarity, i tell ya |
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What you appear to be, you ought to know |
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Glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya |
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Delusions plaguing everybody |
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Don't even try it, you don't want to disrespect me |
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If dealing with punks was school, i'd have a harvard degree |
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You can't make me hate you no mater how punk you act |
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No matter what you do i don't react |
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I'm a perfect example of not giving a fuck |
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About the catty rude people that just suck |
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What do you know all of the sudden, ah i usurp you |
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Look it up in the dictionary to find out what i do |
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I go back to the style i came from |
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It's not something you can fake son |
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You're a con man who's run is done |
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You lead a world wide web of deception |
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Everyone needs to forget upon re-entry |
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Orbiting space quantum saints, we're the only |
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Beginning from a planet so naturally |
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Gifted in the heart lies our technology |
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It's only right, right |
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Entering in a space of pure delight, light |
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Next contestant on this jam is, tight |
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Feels spontaneous you'll improvise, vise |
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From chaos comes clarity, i tell ya |
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What you appear to be, you ought to know |
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Glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya |
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Delusions plaguing everybody |
