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
 
 
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