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Right now you’re listening to Tall Black Guy, Pugs, Rashid Hadee, King, The Primeridian
Ha
It’s right
It’s right
It’s right
Swishers on the dashboard
Black’s got them beats galore
You’re feeling it, huh, huh, you’re feeling it right
And I’m killing it, huh, huh, it’s murder tonight
And if you’re under the act or down for the session
I’m a get this started like I read the directions
All up in the mirror ‘til she saw my reflection
It’s the Pugs, baby, the word game’s crazy
Getting my numbers right like sudoku lately
Ooh you cool baby, melodic be the way the groove
Guitar and the bass be, It’s hard to replace we
Call us money, a little comic relief
When everything I see is funny we, laugh instead of crying
I laugh my ass off when i’m typing
Now we blast off when we rhyming, paint a picture artistically
We graphic designing, and master of the hymen
I’m feeling alright
She feeling alright
We feeling alright
We feeling alright
I’m feeling alright
She feeling alright
We feeling alright
We feeling alright
I feel the feeling keep building
Heat it up, mercury rise past the ceiling
Revealing nothing but realness, no dealing
In my neck of the woods them niggas like stealing
Einstein brilliant, words worth a million
I’m one them that's wondering where the next meal is
Next dollar bill is, gotta keep it the trillest
And if it’s Chi City then you know you gotta feel it
Yo The cup stay frosty, Irish Moss me
I’m in the right mood so the groove like coffee
Percolating, no impersonators
We get neighbors in they purse when the Purp get to baking
We pump it in the basement, the penthouse, the club
Get Rumps Shaking, get all out love
Sugar all in my mug like hot drinks in hot pink
Kicking it with Talk Black, King, Pugs and Rashid