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Nov 2012
The Fog n Funk is choking!
It’s so hot it’s burnin’ my internals!
The best ideas come out,
When your head is stuffed in a thought

I said a yeahhhhh… (4x)

Why not write it down??
The time to rake is beating away,
Upon the sun it get’s hooked everyday,

Realize that these petrified, antagonized,
World disappears,
Around the Outer Zone,
Falling on solid ground

I said a yeahhhhhh… (x2)
Get up and blow your head off!
Wack Tastic
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