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Ya go "ichi, ni, san, shi"I can′t cook, but being a cook I'm servin′ much to eat

I got multiple stabs of jazzy

Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul

Years after mama had me tell ya gladly

I plugged for the Tunin'

Which cause eyes to zoom in

Which put your person into focus

No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos

Plug One yo I found fun

In the scribblin' of speak

On a naked white sheet

Most recognized by my dark-brown self

Yo you found some wealth?

More in my mind than in my pocket

But I′s got every Girbaud that ever sagged

I met some hoes, met some girls

Did a tour that took me all around the world

Did a tour that took me all around the world

I hit the shines but I′m shooin' it now

Remember when the floor might have had a spine

Well it′s all bent over

The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat

It's a roller coaster when your shit′s burnt toast

Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam

When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar

My mindstate′s great, no thanks I don't drink

I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick

I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement

Diggin' my own understanding quick

Let me get the single out

Think Mr. Radio say the starlight

Is the same star bright

I′m thinkin′ how a nine and a blunt is a switch

But turn out the lights and some will go bitch

It was one MC after one MC

Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite

Well it's okay and it′s alright

Cause our birthday cake's external light

It′ll all get graphic

People made of plastic

Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye

But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch

I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine

And lovin' deluxe, she won′t catch me in no tux

Nah, man I won't honor the style

(Serious, serious, serious, serious)

(Serious, serious, serious, serious)

(Serious, serious, serious, serious)

Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness

How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-

Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo

Honey you are-

Yo wassup,yo, man

Look, what′s wrong with me? Honey, heck this out

Da da da dun dun

Da da da dun dun

Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)

Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)

Funny funny how time fly

When you have some

Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle

′Stead of fusin' I′m a use it to the utilize the trickle

Caught a rush, but I played hush

While Andres Titus is the grabbin'

As a fan will put the hearts to mush

Lush Dalea would hear the public beat

The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep

But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts

The album faded to black, that′s when the amnesia starts

(Serious, serious, serious, serious)

(Serious, serious, serious, serious)

Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?

Oh my god, what are you doing here?

Who are you here with?

I′m with my man Pos, you know Pos

Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music

(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)

Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in

Should I shot it or begin

I saw bootleggas no shinin'

I saw Big 4 go get shinin′

A typical flick was the moment

When the man said

"Ain′t you?" Yeah I is 'im

Hush your mouth fallin′ in cog

Caught the light being True dog

A fist of funk and I pocket that screen

In the scene or in between

Gimme but a little bit of the starlight

I mail my ass to the darkness

I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it

I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it

Oh Lord let me switch it off

Because ya find some'll do it all

For the light

(Stop Jivin′)