Gentlemen, The Dangerous Crew $hort Dogg's in the motherfucking house bitch Old Skool Freddy B, bitch Shorty B most valuable player Stright indo Solutions from the soul
palm Lines give me what I write in this song The book is now open so let the story be told I enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul
till we get a sign You Know We are all Weak in strength Got no defence without the Lord Take control Don't let old nich get a hold of soul no Just say
more electric than a lightning bug On the strength I swore there's no either-or MCs, we're gonna have a mouth-to-mouth war Some rappers got soul on the
America eats it's young and defeats our women There is a gap so wide we all can swim in drown in an' get it (Uh, get down) Got it goin' on wit it, sister, soul
s show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and another half soul
she know how to suck a dick? Well, I had that same problem until my bitch went out and buy NWA's new book entitled "The art of
dentals back Your voice get quiet like the voice in the instrumental track Slick from the lip lisp, son, sip the citrus My voice unfolds, with the soul
First thing I wanna say is I came in the door nineteen eighty four Paint on the wall, got chased by the law Once got soul in the place full of flows
let the bass rock There's no place to park on the block gotta walk use the side gate it's unlocked All the honeys lookin fine slumville started up the Soul
weed and a B-boy belt buckle Space age rage to rattle your cage Runnin' amok as we fuck up the stage Taking hip-hop to a whole new level 8-0-8 bass
if you're ready, get set for a trip to the sun You'll be guided, and I've decided to become One to take total control of your soul Young or all be bold
kaylan: Reach out your hand to the girl in the dog book, The girl in the pig book, and the one with the horse. Make sure they keep all those businessmen
Frank zappa (vocals) Lowell george (guitar, vocals) Roy estrada (bass, vocals) Don preston (keyboards, electronics) Buzz gardner (trumpet) Ian underwood
Skull and crossbones to the breeze A heave ho to depart But it happened that There came a ghost To visit on my soul I coloured him From picture books
nowhere so they came Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet Magic Shave (What's that funky smell?) Some fool in a red mask totin' a one-eyed bass Pulled
out of nowhere so they came Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet magic shave (what's that funky smell? ) Some fool in a red mask totin' a one-eyed bass Pulled