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The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me 
So how the fuck you inherit my style? 
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny 
Not a day goes by, don't get
I was starving
Tell me
How are we crew
I'm feelin' like a throw-away-blue
Like God's first draft of the sky
Balls it up for something new
And if you
to me
So how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by don't get high; don't ask why
Tonight's
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...

("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")

...And he laid