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I [bad word] the music
I make it [bad word] I [bad word] the music with my serpent tongue

Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man its here
No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones
I got a jones for it
I wanna know more, cuz its bout what I got to show for it

I want some more of it
I want too much
I got so bored with it
I shot it up
Wanna light my torch with it and get all [bad word] up

What is it, where is it
How will it affect me [bad word] that [bad word]  I need that [bad word] bound to be the death of me [bad word] buying it I'm taking it, and sharing it with nobody

Cuz all I really need is some cool [bad word] to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a [bad word] 
I own that [bad word] On some throw back [bad word] You already know that [bad word] You even know 'bout how I know the man
Who grows that, [bad word] …

You can't buy it with your money
You can't find it overseas
Its one of those things that seems outlandish
Til you have it's not a dream
As for me, I'm cool with it
And that's alright cuz it's my thing.

Work that angle til its beveled
Curve of the blade doubled
Edge made to bleed the struggle
Best believe the game's a hustle.
Observer of the strange occurrences
Conjurer of the subtle
Unseen but felt disturbances
That burst a [bad word] bubble

That’s right it's all mine
It’s all mine never was yours
Like how you wait in line
While I walk straight through the door
(straight through the...)
Hear you say something
But ain't nothing – spectators ignored
Pay no mind to that chump's
Just a player hatin [bad word] 
I [bad word] the music
I make it [bad word] I [bad word] the music with my serpent tongue

Ain’t no fun if the aliens can't have none

How I [bad word] it dirty
How I make it twitch and scream
How it screams oh baby hurt me
Work me to the bone oh please
How I bend the rhythm over
And hit, hit, hit it on my knees
Give, give, give it up
I need it all the time
Bleed it on the drop of a dime – down to pound it til it shines
Moonlit lake of blood red wine
Make no mistake, I makes it mine

Break [bad word] down and make it grind
To the groove used to align
The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
Through secrets behind and between
Every time I scream
 [bad word] is mine
Its all mine
All the time [bad word] is mine

What is it, where is it, how will it affect me [bad word] that [bad word] I need that [bad word] 
Thought you knew, thought you thought
Thought you did but did not
Come on through what you got
Is it cool is it hot?

Check one two, man don't stop
I'm not through black blood clot
In my view like that [bad word] Spread eagle cross the block

Need no ego to rock
What we know just gets dropped
How we keep [bad word] on lock

Cuz all I really need is some cool [bad word] to mod
Like driving down the street to the beat of a [bad word]  [bad word] is mine
Its all mine
All the time [bad word] is mine