Brodels
Album - 311
Ooh you know we pepper you
With a sonic assault side step a you I cannotthink of a better way
That we could celebrate freedom
Than make up a set ofgoals and cold beat 'em
See dumb verbal tags like audio spaghetti
Give a shoutto the one they call
Yeti I bet he put the cabash on any foes whatsoever
Likeoriginal brodel Trevor
Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley
Scottish Ralston shows up if you're lucky
Ad Raspler the sweed a friend in deed
He'skeeping an eye on the other guy's greed
These are 311 characters I dubbedeveryone
The story ain't over but my rhyme is done
It was the year that I firsttouched ground
So I grabbed the microphone and I got down
Just like James Browngather round of our sight and sound
Pound for pound we throw down ratherprofound
I'll put you in another world I can't hear you
Like having phone sexwith a deaf girl
No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya I penned three booksof lyrics
2 for action 1 for backup
'Cuz I'm a cold rockin' brother gottransistor tunes
And it feels real good to get close to you
The brodels is thenazz and the nazz knows where it's at
The brodels is the nazz who knows a catwho can feed a cat
The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter
To be one who lovesto be one who works
The nazz not something that can be given
The brodel isinside you it comes from within
When I feel into the sea
When the world came andkissed me
Transformed my shit told the shark I was a dolphin
Swam quick funnythough
Pirranahs chilled and laughed at
The way that I took off my polka dots ontop of that
The whales know I'm quick watch out
And I get funky fresh as for thefishes
I'm lit luminous I'm not nouveau techno I glow like a glacial
In skinthat swims faster than speed I am I be dropped out of nothing
I will return tonothing
Rotate my style my rhyme my way magician of a rhythm
Lover of animalsdamn I wanna hear 'em
Aquatic my way I got soul shape
Well I'm 6 foot 3 andlike Mohammed Ali I float like a butterfly
but sting like poison ivy
Drive a 69lincoln suicide doors
Around the town I'm slinking fat subs of course
We're thegreatest show on earth
You know we turn it out daily
In and out of town like Barnum and Bailey I know that is a simile
but I couldn't resist
From Solomon Roadie for the PJ's I don't think he'll be pissed I eat a cobb salad,
smokedfish, duck, or clam chowder
Chill with indica and
Guinness Steer clear of whitepowder I run into my brother give him a pound
and a yodel
They know my word isbond talkin' bout the brodels
The brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows whereit's at
The brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat
The goal isto be a poet and a carpenter
To be one who loves to be one who works
The nazznot something that can be given
The brodel is inside you it comes from within
And we're fresh dude just check my man P
He said I will not muddle my mind withimpertinency
Lost a lot in Vegas plays a lot of Sega
Saw a phrase that he likesand put it on his leg
And we're fresh dude just check my man D he said
Comin'in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin'
People all over the world they must bethinkin'
All the shit that we kickin' our shoes must be stinkin'
Added 02/04/2011
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