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I've got that mountain music in me
But not since I was born
I learned about it yesterday
From a CD-ROM

I've got that mountain music in me
I'll
Through CD-ROM, the mega bomb severs the ice in your charm 
Too late for Salaam, slugs rip through your arm 
Double lead arm supreme head some fled from
This mathematical rhythmatical mechanism enhances my wisdom
? of Islam, keeps me calm
From doing you harm, when I attack, it's Vietnam
Through CD-ROM
mannequins
Dressed by other brothers
Hiding under covers with mothers be panicking
Rambling
Gassing like they’re Anakin
But red and blue lights are out
the rhyme sayer again
Put in the CD and then, you can't believe me again
Turn up the volume and then, we blowing by you again
You start to listen and then,
And all you college students, play your ouijas
Check the spelling: r-e-f-u-g-e-e, get the cd from sam goody, hee hee!
You ain't even close with the rhymes
And all you college students, play your ouijas
Check the spelling: r-e-f-u-g-e-e, get the cd from sam goody, hee hee!
You ain't even close with the rhymes
and listen, but please don't stare

So jet to the store, and buy the LP
On Jive/RCA, cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh
and listen, but please don't stare

So jet to the store, and buy the LP
On Jive/RCA, cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh
to get heard
The uncut give it to niggas raw gets absorb
Why is it that every black brother talks the slang
Why is it that slang determines if a brother
you grow some balls like ms. Mann from Scary Movie

You banned from being mooly 
I keep it black gutter white gutter
Chinese gutter by these
'cause my name maintain 

The cocaine weight rawest nigga on tape 

CDs we bump by the key 

Plus the LP 

Is guaranteed lactose free 

Ay yo we
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot 
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot 
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot 
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ]

[ VERSE 1 ]
Oh - back again makin the rhythm kick jazz
Used to be wick-wack, now I got funky pizzazz
Idryss'll do
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for
through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu, and phat fi-darm
Every time i get my spit on, no doubt, i spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track
on a track
Conducted by Madlib invade ya face like blah
Bring it back as I rock it slow, with my lip socket lyrics,
scratch as I rock a show with simultaneous
Wonder summer
Makin tracks to Spank that ass like thank you, can I please have another
A number of hip hop lovers listen to my disc and discover
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot 
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
This is dedicated to all my little brothers, little homies, yo check it out

[Verse 1]
Man you 21 now and I still can believe it
Been living on your
[Chorus:]

This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
And he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man
Each line I spit was born with 20 brothers
In order for him to live, I had to sacrifice the others
I love 'em like a mother, from the moment that I
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for