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de la soul – cbgb’s lyrics

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[posdnuos]
beach boy bonanza, sunrise, get up
surfin’ on a curb from inception of a set-up
planet in black granite, halos above it
the autopsy can’t top me, beloved
dissect survival, p-ssed on a whisper
placed on the mother who shunned, now it’s the
boys who shot joy inside the violent
(hell from new york) with a mars inside it

[dave]
this is for the bottom of the deck (yo, who got squad?)
they call us the the little goat cheese (let’s get the engine, baby)
i rev it like run, the squint in the sun
i bet you bottom dollar i get louder than a bomb
a ph balance, son, i walk the phenom
like typo, might go, dope in the stash

[posdnuous]
crooked counterfeits (we keep it straight cash)
crooked counterfeits (keep it straight cash)
crooked counterfeits (keep it straight cash)
crooked counterfeits (straight cash)
(cash, cash)

you’re a peanut with a cashew