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311

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Tonart: B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Ooh, you know we
pepper you
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With a sonic assault sidestepin' you
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I cannot think of a better way
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That we could celebrate freedom
Than make up a set of goals
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and cold beat 'em
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See dumb verbal tags like
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audio spaghetti
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Give a shout to the one they call Yeti
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I bet he put the cabash on any foes whatso
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ever Like original brodel Trevor
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Positive vibe merchant grandson
of Lord Buckley
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Scottish Ralston shows up if you're lucky
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Ad Raspler the Swede, a friend indeed
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He's keeping an eye on the
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other guy's greed
These are 311 characters
I dubbed everyone
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The story ain't over but my rhyme is done
Verse 2
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It was the year that I first touched ground
So I grabbed the microphone
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and I got down
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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
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No doubt, we got the jams
that'll smack ya
I penned three books of lyrics two for action,
1 for backup
'cause I'm a cold rockin' brother,
got transistor tunes
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And it feels real good to get close to you
Verse 3
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The brodels is the nazz,
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and the nazz knows where it's at
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The brodels is the nazz,
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who knows a cat who can feed a cat
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The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter
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To be one who loves,
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to be one who works
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The nazz not something that can be given
The brodel is inside you,
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it comes from within
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When I feel into the sea
Verse 4
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When the world came and
kissed me
Transformed my shit,
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told the shark I was a dol phin
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Swam quick funny though
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Piranhas chilled and laughed at
The way that I took off my
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polka dots on top of that
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The whales know I'm quick,
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watch out
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And I get funky fresh, as for the fishes,
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I'm lit luminous
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I'm not nou veau techno,
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I glow like a gla cial
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In skin that swims faster than speed I am
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I be dropped out of nothing
I will return to nothing
Rotate my style, my rhyme,
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my way, magician of a rhythm
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Lover of animals, damn,
I want to hear 'em
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Aquatic my way, I got soul shape
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Well I'm 6 six
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foot three
and like Mohamed Ali
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I float like a butterfly and
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sting like poison ivy
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Drive a '69 Lincoln, suicide doors
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Around the town, I'm slinking fat subs of
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course We're the greatest show on earth
You know we turn it out daily
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In and out of town like Barnum and Bailey
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I know that is a simile,
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but I couldn't resist From Solomon Roadie for the PJ's
I don't think he'll be pissed
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I eat a Cobb salad, smoked fish,
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duck, or clam chowder
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Chill with Indica and Guinness
Steer clear of white powder
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I run into my brother,
give him a pound and a yodel
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They know my word is bond,
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talkin' bout the brodels
Verse 6
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The brodels is the nazz,
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and the nazz knows where it's at
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The brodels is the nazz,
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who knows a cat who can feed a cat
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The goal is to be a poet
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and a carpenter
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To be one who loves,
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to be one who works
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The nazz not something
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that can be given
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The brodel is inside you
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it comes from within
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And we're
Verse 7
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fresh, dude,
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just check my man P
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He said, "I will not muddle my
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mind with impertinency"
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Lost a lot in Vegas, plays a lot of Sega
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Saw a phrase that he likes and put it on his leg And
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we're fresh dude just check my man D he said
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Com in' in ruff and tuff,
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all systems are tweakin'
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People all over the world,
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they must be thinkin'
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All the shit that we kickin',
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our shoes must be stinkin'
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