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Few are illa' than this koopa killa' fluid spilla'
Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella super chilla'
Never the Luger filla', I am way too intelli-
-gent to mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
Birdbrained pigeon in my kitchen not even a
smidgen, it's against my religion, son
I'm schooled and I'm proper, rude boy rocker
Kick a white collar emcee out his dockers
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Coolin' em off with the brain freeze speeches
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
With the frostbite, clutch ya' with the claw might
Dislocate your planet from it's orbit and position
I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I got a hand full of wishes, I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes

Skeletor Ram's Head, greenhouse effect'll leave your plants dead
Battle Cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see, touch or taste
With my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space

Yeah, Pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
Better shave daily if you wanna keep your chin clear
Mine's grizzly 'cause I hate using Barbasol
The dean's dizzy like a St.Louis Cardinals
Life can be a veritable smorgasbord, orgasbord, orgasbord
Plus I'm 'T', double 'E', double 'R', double 'E'
Double 'F', quadruple 'I', triple 'C', to say the least
It doesn't take a god to slay the beast or make a feast
or take a saint to play the priest
Peace to my niece and my grandma deceased
Treading water with Guanacos in the gulf below the border
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
As the sea god froze the scorpion claw
Containing dreams like over crowded orphanage walls
And the crab bit the fish that was swimming down Styx
MC Devlin, I represent June 26th, 1985

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from Renegade Space Rock, released June 27, 2007

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