I'll gladly slap a thug G, and slug these
Sucker emcees back to the era of Thuggee
Leave 'em lookin' backwards like a druggy
At the end of a binge, like they still got the syringe
In their veins, living on the fringe
Of society. So ride with me, slide with me
Glide with me across the sunbeams
To where dreams and schemes become seemless
At the edge of this world so cold
Old soul's and we all rock chains of gold
Where the boom box is all ya need
To get ya feed, be freed from greed
Where emcees is on porches and doorsteps
Rocking back with ish deeper than gorges
Gorgeous are the girls, and walls toy devoid
I'd like to welcome y'all to the land of the B-Boy
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