Baby, because
(I say, "Lord, have mercy")
This is for all you dirty (*##$es out there

Suck up on this mother$#&@in' nuts
(I say, "Lord, have mercy")


Say stop! Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's goin' down
I'm everlastin', forever on a roll

I'm rockin' to the boat, steamin' gray matter tone

I ain't sayin' I'm God but you can graft this

Chances are if I'm a star, I'd be Johnny Mathis
On some smooth %#@!, I'd be gaming all the honeys
Hitting Hugh Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies


Check the Sunday funnies, I'd be reading Doonesbury
See me after dark, love, %#@! be getting scary

I'll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom
Let's keep it cool and calm, I'll start stroking your palm


Work my way up your arm, start kissing your ear
Maybe, licking your lips, then pulling your hair
Yeah, I freak the back spasm to get the !@($

And if my legs cramp, girl, I lick that stamp
I got it sewn love, so you ain't got no worries
Hold up, wait a second, my vision's gettin' blurry


Stop, hey, what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L

(*##$es start sweatin' once the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells


Periodic measures to say my rhymes
Too much of this dope need growth-type slow
Off a poet's tree, let me blow my leaves

Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves

Break a branchling wist stick

Lyrics for the mystical
Yo fancy, shake your chancy
Our transystem is torn MCs

I hymn-zen, then I'm casualies

Pot smoke-seeds, relativities

Seize it, I be on every first ability
Of chaos, a higher form of infinity
Gettin' me virtually supreme ID


Reflectors and tackers
At which my faster phrased words

Super-lax, break raps and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and steers and still sees time stilt
I work for Real Bill Divine, it's lyrical chill


I say, "Stop", hey, what's that smell?
Someone laced dust all up in my L

(*##$es start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells


Stop, hey, what's that smell?
Someone laced dust all up in my L
(*##$es start sweatin' when the pockets swell

Let's take it back fourteen billion cells