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Double dutch intro Sergio Tacchini on the pimp though Flavor on a digital clip note Spliff smoking rich folks Sweaters in flats, where we at? Titanium vaults, colorful thoughts My words do somersaults Thunderbolt crime rhyme quotes You ain't old enough to be the goat You know I be the most flamboyant last Mohican If you ain't gonna mash for nothing, then mash for me then Off top, you can feel the realness, red loops I electrocute, holding my testicles across stage B-boy shit, it ain't a skit My error is golden, we bow down to the pharaoh The chosen, architect, of the outer world Its honorable whenever I spit So there's no need to ask what time is it I'm in time, on time, all the time And what you call fucked up might just be the grind Don't try to read my mind, read the signs Shit is universal, with no rehearsal Money all over the world, nigga It feels good don't it? Madlib, Planet Asia, California and we on it