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I kick out the jams and tell you who I am

I said I`ll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan

And the you`re out talking shit like Yosemite Sam

You`ve got the elephant feet like Les McCan

Up the crack of dawn I`m on my way

We`re talking two foot dump and there`ll be no delay

`Cause I`m gone, the shit`s getting out of hand

I`m changing my middle name to first Trem

I`m walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite

I`ve got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be

You ask whatever happenened to the rappin` duke

I heard the Captain`s gonna sign him to Jive and that`s the truth

taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery

I stopped eating chicken `cause the shit was too rubbery

Produce organic from my own yard

Only the freshest herbs and growing`s not too hard



Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb

Waking up my long joint, ready to get some

Looking at my board and my old boots

Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth

And on the court I`ve got game like my brother Matt

I give a shout out so where you at

But don`t get souped Mathew `cause I`m a take ya

Horatio Park right now and I`m a shake ya

Give me the fresh count `cause you know that I`m stressed out

I need some inspiration so get the best out

Like Rock Master Scott, I`m on the request line

Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time

Good vibes flowing all around

Not a worry in mind as the friends around

A shout out to Linda riding pow forever

Well the Bird is the word and you`re as light as a feather



Well I smoke a bag of rat weed `cause I don`t care

and I`m waking old ladies out their underwear

I like the boomin` grannies in big old panties

I`m giving, it to grandma making her crazy

I might be a white boy but I`m no goofy

Got beats like Bobalou on "I Love Lucy"

I`m not like the Skipper on "Fantasy Island"

I`m more like Captain Shtupping when I go back whylin`

The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot

or S.T.H. when they let me back at the Deuce

`Cause I can`t get enough of that funky stuff

When the going gets rough ain`t going out in the sluff

Down with Bubble Gum and Ninth Creation

Get down we`ve got the sound sensation

Kid Fresh is back from the 80`s

And we`re doing it for the ladies



(Chorus)

I kick out the jams and tell you who I am

I said I`ll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan

And the you`re out talking shit like Yosemite Sam

You`ve got the elephant feet like Les McCan

Up the crack of dawn I`m on my way

We`re talking two foot dump and there`ll be no delay

`Cause I`m gone, the shit`s getting out of hand

I`m changing my middle name to first Trem

I`m walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite

I`ve got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be

You ask whatever happenened to the rappin` duke

I heard the Captain`s gonna sign him to Jive and that`s the truth

taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery

I stopped eating chicken `cause the shit was too rubbery

Produce organic from my own yard

Only the freshest herbs and growing`s not too hard



Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb

Waking up my long joint, ready to get some

Looking at my board and my old boots

Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth

And on the court I`ve got game like my brother Matt

I give a shout out so where you at

But don`t get souped Mathew `cause I`m a take ya

Horatio Park right now and I`m a shake ya

Give me the fresh count `cause you know that I`m stressed out

I need some inspiration so get the best out

Like Rock Master Scott, I`m on the request line

Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time

Good vibes flowing all around

Not a worry in mind as the friends around

A shout out to Linda riding pow forever

Well the Bird is the word and you`re as light as a feather



Well I smoke a bag of rat weed `cause I don`t care

and I`m waking old ladies out their underwear

I like the boomin` grannies in big old panties

I`m giving, it to grandma making her crazy

I might be a white boy but I`m no goofy

Got beats like Bobalou on "I Love Lucy"

I`m not like the Skipper on "Fantasy Island"

I`m more like Captain Shtupping when I go back whylin`

The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot

or S.T.H. when they let me back at the Deuce

`Cause I can`t get enough of that funky stuff

When the going gets rough ain`t going out in the sluff

Down with Bubble Gum and Ninth Creation

Get down we`ve got the sound sensation

Kid Fresh is back from the 80`s

And we`re doing it for the ladies



(Chorus)

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