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Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons
of Eden was very nice
Adam never work in Paradise
Eve meet snake, Paradise gone
She make Adam work from that day on

Methuselah spent all his life in
of Eden was very nice
Adam never work in Paradise
Eve meet snake, Paradise gone
She make Adam work from that day on

Methusaleh spent all his life in
As the day goes by I'm always thinking of your face
Your hair, your eyes, your sweet lips, and the way they taste
You got me going on a high that I
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
of fuzz 
Nobody knew Bryan Adams wasn't cool 
The TV just told me he was 

Always heard the sound get me out of this town 
Resonating clear on my head
[Intro: D-Roc]
I know what you go through
From me to you, I love you

[Verse 1: D-Roc]
From the nigga to the baller, never satisfied
So
of fuzz 
Nobody knew Bryan Adams wasn't cool 
The TV just told me he was 

Always heard the sound get me out of this town 
Resonating clear on my head
'cuz you stop
Rest in peace Jay Adams and shout-out the homie block
Used to never go to Venice 'cuz I thought I'd get shot

Skatin' through the city like
'cuz you stop
Rest in peace Jay Adams and shout-out the homie block
Used to never go to Venice 'cuz I thought I'd get shot

Skatin' through the city like
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
From Telegraph&43, for the child you never owned
I told you come by, Adam came to help me
You were homeless and drunk, but not lookin uhealthly
We sat
sittin' on the funk and ridin' on the groove
Dr. Funk, you're so damn cool

I married the funk, so I could never be alone
The music, the voices,
possessed by evil djinn
Police state under pad locks and metal glocks
Where the fiends dream of rocks the size of ghetto blocks
And thugs got a tendency