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CHORUS:
From chaos
Comes clarity
I tell ya
What you appear to be
You oughtta know
Glycerin tears
Don't fool me
I tell ya
Delusions plaguing everybody
Makin that hybrid music
Back in '90
Now it's on ya
I hear we
We're the model
For the band you front
We spawned ya
Finding it hard
To come original
We warned ya
We're shakin the
White boys in New York
Black girls in California
We come through
Hip hop drum-n-bass
And dancehall rhythms
You want your
Beats and lyrics
You want to get them
Watchin you sink into the
Depths of opportunism
Missing the point
Music's about love
Not pessimism
I'm SA moving supreme
And on my team
I rock the mic
With a sweet lean
And you know that
Stated as a fact
The only DJ MC
Gettin down like that
Metaphorically we are
The chief of police
You're rock n roll
And we're positive
You stole more than
Just the radio
Now it's 2, 1
And we are back in control
The jammies are coming
People succumbing
'Cause we got the soul
HOOK:
Everyone tends to
Forget upon re-entry
Orbiting space
Quantum saints
We're the only
Beginning from
A planet so naturally
Gifted in the heart
Lies our technology
It's only right, right
Entering in a space
Of pure delight, light
Next contestant on
This jam is, tight
Feels spontaneous
You'll improvise, vise
Repeat chorus
D-D-Don-Don't
Don't even try it
You don't wanna disrespect me
If dealing with punks was school
I'd have a Harvard degree
You can't make me hate you
No matter how punk you act
No matter what you do
I don't react
I'm a perfect example of
Not giving a f***
About the catty rude people
That just suck
What do you know
All of the sudden
Ah I usurp you
Look it up in the dictionary
To find out what I do
I go back to the style
I came from
It's not something
You can fake son
You're a con man
Whose run is done
You lead a world wide web
Of deception
Repeat hook
Repeat chorus
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