Yea...the bastard son is in
swimming in a sea of funk
clear tha lane, I'm gonna have to dunk ya
Up and down like a donut in a caffenated drink
so make a scene I take it to the brink
Check around the style of it
If the price is right ill take you on a trip
In my old school 62
Shoes are white and blue somethin you never want to step to
Space My Bassline
Feel the earthquakin
when you shortside my automatic
White Folks came and they try to steal my name
But now I got a gun
This is for the people of the sun
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I'm not a silent one
I'm a defiant one
Never the normal one
Cause i'm the bastard son
Shift away before the sky sees blood
And that was just away from mother earth
I'm tearin' up a big fat chunk of the funk
led a lead I gotta dunk Never smoke a skunk
On the set, humble, shove anotha punta
I got a product six shooter
Face my bassline
Feel the earth quakin'
Cause when they short side my mathematics
You take it from my culture
White Folks came and they try to steal my name
But now I got a gun
This is for the people of the sun
[CHORUS]
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