Bug Powder Dust 歌词

(section 2 at 0:00) [i think it's time to discuss your ¡­ ah ¡­ Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor] Check it, yo! I always hit the tape with a rough road style You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles Keep my rhymes thick like a danish brew So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wrecking a crew I'm like bill lee whacking when he's in tangiers And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my beatnik peers Analog reel and a little distortion Smoking on something s'you could say I'm scorching. I never been the type to rap up a well Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell Send ya up the river like you looking for kurtz I got the mugwump jism up in every verse (refrain 2x) Bug powder dust a mugwump jism And the wild boys running into some tripping Led into control about the big brothah Try like hard to not blow my cover Who's that man in the windowpane Got something on his tongue and it's starting to stain Show nuff equip so wop n'get dancester Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down Hash bond style so I'm singing day glow Waking up the dead like serpent and the rainbow Kick off the shoes and relax your feet Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat (...)