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Co-co-co-co-coming like a nightmare
We're like, I'm gonna go for it
Fuckin' around, and what you got to show for it?
Let it be known that I'm in the zone
And whatever I need, I just pick up the phone
'Cause I'm true with it, you're new with it
I just swing the thing, and then I'm through with it
I don't need friends to act like foes
'Cause I'm Nick Hexum
The one who knows about things
'Cause it takes two and we swings
Better than you, then it's time for the dub
And we'll roll to the club, and you know just what I do
I'm hittin' in the freak mode
Puttin' on a load
Sippin' on a Guinny, then lo and behold
New division go from bottom to top
And I just can't stop, uh
311 shows, and the air is rarified
You don't give a damn 'cause the groove is hellafied
Grew up punk, listenin' to funk
I'm a hyper-type of fella that does not touch junk
You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack (you're the back)
That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
Not goin' for self, shit is on shelf
It's '95, we go for the hive
Listen up, I think you're gonna bump to this
And if I'm feeling mean, I'm gonna clutch my fist
Now, when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it
You're gonna find out, kid, I'm 'bout to shock it
When I'm on, I'm gone, I hear the beat that spawns
The way we freak it
And we kick up a storm
The day we turn to pop, the show will stop
So, feel the beat and get lost, now
Back to part two, the hard way we play
Sublime on time, before the fans, I'm SA
And if you don't know, I say check the show
Do what you got to on the dance floor
Some say the style is wack, but I say fuck that
Get the hell back and watch us rock the set
We cast the mold, bust it cold, explode
Mega trend-setters known around the globe (come on)
Friends takin' you where you never been
We done what we wanted, craftin' poems
You can rock, there is a glow around you
Lose control, Holmes, just like we do (uh)
Hard to obtain, brother, what's my name?
Better funny like your mama and your masquerade
I drive a Mach 1, no dashboard Jesus
I hear voices say, "That's Doug Martinez"
You're all up in my mix like fuckin' Betty Crocker
You think you're playin' me, but actually you're a jocker
You badmouth me bitch, man, you're givin' me juice
It ain't nothin' but a party, everybody get loose
Notice what I don't do when stress steps to me
Whatever your complaint, so sue me
I say fuck the naysayers
I keep going, gotta do what I gotta do
To get the people goin'
So let everyone gather, the more, the better
I represent the traveler, him, he's a shredder, come
At ease with yourself, and don't try to please me
I'm just here today, then quickly, I'm out
On the town, one light, I'm a glowworm
For several hours, wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm
Can't appreciate a brother's love of funky music
You think I'm a silly rabbit 'cause my style has tricks
Of the way I feel now, I just got to rock the music
Be poppin' through me like electric shocks
I think and blink, and I wink, but that shit's not tiny
'Cause in a blink of an eyelash, you will not find me
Oh, you're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
Not goin' for self, shit is on shelf
It's '95, we go for the hive
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