Music: Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum, Martinez
Ooh you know we pepper you With a sonic assault side step a you
I cannot think of a better way That we could celebrate freedom
Than make up a set of goals and cold beat 'em See dumb verbal
tags like audio spaghetti Give a shout to the one they call yeti
I bet he put the cabash on any foes whatsoever Like original brodel
Trevor Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley Scotish
ralston shows up if you're lucky Ad raspler the sweed a friend
in deed He's keeping an eye on the other guy's gred These are
311 characters I dubbed everyone The story ain't over but my rhyme
is done It was the year that I first touched ground So I grabbed
the microphone and I got down Just like James Brown gather round
of our sight and sound Pound for pound we throw down rather profound
I'll put you in another world I can't hear you Like having phone
sex with a deaf girl No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya
I penned three books of lyrics 2 for action 1 for backup 'Cuz
I'm a cold rockin' brother got transistor tunes And it feels real
good to get close to you The brodels is the nazz and the nazz
knows where it's at The brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who
can feed a cat The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter To be
one who loves to be one who works The nazz not something that
can be given The brodel is inside you it comes from within When
I feel into the sea When the world came and kissed me Transformed
my shit told the shark I was a dolphin Swam quick funny though
Parranahs chilled and laughed at The way that I took off my polka
dots on top of that The wales know I'm quick watch out And I get
funky fresh as for the fishes I'm lit luminous I'm not nouveau
techno I glow like a glacial In skin that swims faster than speed
I am I be dropped out of nothing I will return to nothing Rotate
my style my rhyme my way magician of a rythm Lover of animals
damn I wanna hear 'em Aquatic my way I got soul shape Well I'm
6 foot 3 and like Mohammed Ali I float like a butterfly and sting
like poison ivy Drive a 69 lincoln suicide doors Around the town
I'm slinking fat subs of course we're the greatest show on earth
You know we turn it out daily In and out of town like Baarnum
and Bailey I know that is a simile but I couldn't resist From
Solomon Roadie for the PJ's I don't think he'll be pissed I eat
a cobb salad, smoked fish, duck, or clam chowder Chill with indica
and Guinness Steer clear of white powder I run into my brother
give him a pound and a yodel They know my word is bond talkin'
bout the brodels The brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where
it's at The brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a
cat The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter To be one who loves
to be one who works The nazz not something that can be given The
brodel is inside you it comes from within And we're fresh dude
just check my man P He said I will not muddle my mind with impertinency
Lost a lot in vegas plays a lot of Sega Saw a phrase that he likes
and put it on his leg And we're fresh dude just check my man D
he said Comin' in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin' People
all over the world they must be thinkin' All the shit that we
kickin' our shoes must be stinkin'