311

Na, na, na na na na, get up!
(mumbling)
Freak yall, (im gonna peak yall?)
(mumbling)
Ive seen the devil and the devil is coke
Im not down with that cuz it aint a f---in joke
trip the shrooms fantastic, shit gets drastic
I didnt believe (a word?)
Can you hear this, can you hear it, (thaw?)
makin music, soothin your system
come on now, come on now
hear the beat so sweet I (shouldnt?) tell you how
Freak yall, (im gonna peak yall?)
(mumbling)
much love to my man, Stan Diamond
Id like to say like what up, to our man, Eddie Offord
Wed like to, (mumbling)
and it goes like, and it goes like
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on
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You know Im ready, yes to rock steady
my names not Betty or Teddy, but Nick
and Im what you might call a heretic
yes, and I am from Nebraska
my girl is satisfied you can ask her
you know Ive never visited Alaska
huh, where the oil was spilt
that drunken captain should be killed
for polluting the sea, an atrocity
but he still walks free, well
this one goes to all the birds that drown
F--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
(Hey Holmes)
just f--- the bullshit to many damn fears and panic
and its time to throw down so I said it words of wisdom
that will keep you guessing cause Im tired of laying and
Im tired of messing around
With all those suckers yes, stupid mother f---ers
who put down what we do
we stand alone with the group thats new
if I was a dwarf Id surely be Dopey
Im a stoned wheat thin, you can not cope G
kick in the teeth a condescending frown
F--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
Yeah, right about now Id like to turn over the mic
to my man SA Martinez
I am sly in the mix I am the mix master
death and destructor, lyric conductor
rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme Im rollin
cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz
Nicholas hits hard hes got the jazz
now the b-boys rockin breakin moves on the floor
311s stepping out have em yellin for more
go on hoping, Im poetry in motion
when I fire I spray duck down Im locin
P-Nut, the bass storm is looming
and in your mind the rhythm is booming
P to the N to the U to the T
Just f--- the has-beens and their stupid-ass rappin
promising bullshit you cant come through with
do it in the basement no complacent
Its time to kick the fuck in, begin to win, no sin
and then share it, declare it in the public domain, refrain
Id be perfectly sad if rap was a fad but its not
so Id thought Id come out with a shot
stupid dumb lyrics make you think Im a clown
I dont give a f--- its time to throw down
F--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
f--- the bullshit its time to throw down
thats right, knockin em down, nineties, all of that
[ Fat Chance Lyrics ]