SINGER: Prodigy, the

SONG:Bug Powder Dust

(section 2 at 0:00)
[i think it¡¯s time to discuss your ¡­ ah ¡­
philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor]
Check it, yo!
i always hit the tape with a rough road style
you heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
keep my rhymes thick like a danish brew
so you could call me black and tan when i¡¯m a wreckin¡¯ a crew
i¡¯m like bill lee whacking when he¡¯s in tangiers
and now i¡¯m out on the sole surviving with my beatnik peers
analog reel and a little distortion
smokin¡¯ on somethin¡¯ s¡¯you could say i¡¯m scorchin¡¯
i never been the type to rap up a well
make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
send ya up the river like you lookin¡¯ for kurtz
i got the mugwump jism up in every verse
(refrain 2x)
bug powder dust a mugwump jism
and the wild boys runnin¡¯ into some trippin¡¯
led into control about the big brothah
try like hard to not blow my cover
Who¡¯s that man in the windowpane
got somethin¡¯ on his tongue and it¡¯s startin¡¯ to stain
sho¡¯ nuff equip so wop n¡¯get dancester
butt bond my ladder and you¡¯ll get beat down
hash bond style so i¡¯m singin¡¯ day glow
wakin¡¯ up the dead like serpent and the rainbow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
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