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Urban Dance Squad Miscellaneous Tabloid Say Finally the truth shone through It's all hell when the smell's on you Used to read all the papers Mags that caught the vapors Takin' a crap with the tab, ain't takin' no shit Who turns to be the vandal What's the drugscandal Shit worn out like a pair of hippiesandals Stuff got really trippy on me I blew the picture huge Like a skippy, and see It's all out-o'-proportions Their notion, presumption The speculation - causin' irritation like guitar distortion Yep, pencils get pushed, poison flows out Printing on paper, paper on the doormat Watch brothers scream out How to live with a big knife, avoid the daylight Hawk with bloodred eyes Through the night ? Finally the truth shone through It's all hell when the smell's on you Got to live a life through, hectic like a zoo Got to go for what you know, what would you do ? Avoid the paperstand and Cast glances elsewhere and On your feet when the heat is on withstand Be a man The titan with the item, hard to beat and fight 'em Some come to throw the odds against And simply duck-'n-slide them Got the thing right, professionalism opposite Heard the cynicism, watch how it get dropped kid ! Wreck with the data Flow like a feather Get yourself in check, expect heavy weather So finally the truth shone through Take the papers when I got to do A heavy poo-poo Ask myself what's new, ask myself what's new And flush the toilet through |
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