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[i think it's time to discuss your ¡­ ah ¡­ 
 
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor] 
 
 
 
Check it, yo! 
 
I always hit the tape with a rough road style 
 
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles 
 
Keep my rhymes thick like a danish brew 
 
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew 
 
I'm like bill lee whacking when he's in tangiers 
 
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my beatnik peers 
 
Analog reel and a little distortion 
 
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin' 
 
I never been the type to rap up a well 
 
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell 
 
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for kurtz 
 
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse 
 
 
 
(refrain 2x) 
 
Bug powder dust a mugwump jism 
 
And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin' 
 
Led into control about the big brothah 
 
Try like hard to not blow my cover 
 
 
 
Who's that man in the windowpane 
 
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain 
 
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester 
 
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down 
 
Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow 
 
Wakin' up the dead like serpent and the rainbow 
 
 
 
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet 
 
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat 
 
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