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Livin' & Rockin'

Fire is my method for destruction

Leaving charred wreckage from my latest eruption

Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor

Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner

Though I'm trippin' on legs that stumble but I don't fall down

You know I'm singing out things you mumble for a lack of resound

Pissed off mist lifts to honesty

Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy

I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze

Give me a little please

Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates

So are you ready for your lesson blood?

Democratic, non erratic Socratic method

We'll take away the pain

We'll pacify the bullshit built up in your brain

In times of change or the same old thangs

As you maintain or rearrange

Can't nobody do it like 311

Fuckin' up competition 'cuz there really is none

Steppin' on your game from the first floor tore up

Electricity, we store it up

Can't nobody do it like 311

Break it down, what it is, dedication

Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on down

Throw down, fuck the bullshit, we're still the sound

Wild and lost speed mad

A long way from sad

Lookin' good like you should, you're bad

An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see

Like color absolute bodiless, indeed

Casual kindred spirit past

All the obstacles you're dealin' with at last

The nasdaq, two puppies, baby needs new shoes

Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues

The tragic fucking comedy that was last night

Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight

A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout

With whiskey soaked frolic room tobacco mouth

Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool

Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes fools

Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies

Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology

Can't nobody do it like 311

Fuckin' up competition 'cuz there really is none

Steppin' on your game from the first floor, tore up

Electricity, we store it up

Can't nobody do it like 311

Break it down, what it is, dedication

Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on down

Throw down, fuck the bullshit, we're still the sound

Can't nobody do it like 311

Fuckin' up competition 'cuz there really is none

Steppin' on your game from the first floor, tore up

Electricity, we store it up

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