Letras
One, two, three, four
The holy grail is too slow to scale
My voice is as choice as Vincent Price's
For MCs convinced they're nicest, it's instant crisis
Anything embarrassing or prestigious, it'll pass
As we hold fast to the last vestiges of the middle class
Before you can save the world, you have to save your world
Talkin' man to man while we're walkin' hand in hand
Marry black, white, candy stripe, but never a poor girl
If I knew then what I know now
I'd snowplow slow down a slope and show how
If I knew now what I knew then
I'd tie up loose ends and have stayed a true friend
Please play this jam with ample force, loud
I wrote it to make my sons and the sample source proud
Camille Yarbrough, all hit
If you're gonna set the bar low
You better limbo if you're a small kid
One, two, three, four, run through Z-Tone
What to the slave is the Fourth of July?
What to a brave is the worth of an eye?
Land and what to a bird is fireworks in the sky?
Iron Pot Cooker, 1975, Vanguard