Leave ya feet sore lookin' for your Mica tin
I do not care what you do, I always screw up
Get him out of here, he's making me sick
Of course no remorse is felt for all those loser crews
The more it doesn't matter to a latter day St. Bernard acting hard
But what cold make a man
But when I do it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up
Mix a melody with some back chat
Like and final 311 battle breakin' idols
And shave their heads like Buddha
You got a choice of what you're gonna do
The more things stay the same
It's like this, that [Incomprehensible]
I know you feel good too
Held over from a future would I've come to you so listen
Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant
But we got to have a limit
I'm saying this for levity
It's like this that [Incomprehensible]
Never take the time to rewind all the weak crap
Certified not fakin' cool like a Jamaican
It probably downed when you couldn't get a date to the prom
Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard
Let's leave us on a note of positivity
Didn't want to do it that's not what were about
Tell 'em again, yeah
Which means there's no stopping the flow
I know you feel good too
You're saying anything like promise to get clean
But I throw down like a crazy retard
Just get him out of here, get him out of here
I said I see the people rocking
You got a choice of what you gonna do
We push a sucker out with much force and much clout
Mix a melody with some back chat
Won't kick half dead you fucked up in the head
Mix a melody with some back chat
There's a place out in deep space
But if I leave it brief I call it brevity
What could make the switch to call a girl a bitch
Here take it it's yours the gift is calling
And you were stuck with Bea vis
On the one you never heard before
You know the hardcore rockin', pumping the dance floor
I'm a fly guy you know I'm smoother
I know you feel good too
The sunshine be falling our way first every morning
You got a choice of what you're gonna do
Tell 'em again how can you feel it
I'm rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed
Oh yeah, we damp we got the juice it's on tap
It's like this, that [Incomprehensible]
Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin'
How low can you get it
Seems about time to change the subject
It's like this, that [Incomprehensible]
You know the mic is deadly in the mood we in
I know you feel good too
And you can just tell 'em that you know
And never do I leave misunderstood
Every night yeah we turning up and comin' off live
You got a choice of what you gonna do
And sing about the wise eyed girl that makes me feel good
Oh, [Incomprehensible] feel it
I'm a magician you see I'm christened with condition
