311 - Random - 311

sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy
go back rocket man into the sky you'll see
hear it all the time, come back rewind
aliens are waiting up in the sky
sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy

sound boy when you come round (come round)
sound boy won't you stay (stay)
no one gonna harm you (harm you)
they all want you to play

i watch the birds of prey that
hunt the canyon below my house
looking for a meal like a lizard or a mouse
i wounder if they apperciate the setting like me
to control your own direction choose to be free
and i reserve the right to be as trite as i want
and you can lick but don't bite, i toss you here to
vermont
i kick it lickety split and hand it to the man in the tan
van and as for you and your crew i don't hate you
peace is my priority 'cuz marley said for sure ity
what do you think i'm doin',
i'm not only here for screwin' yo
and if it's sore take care of it
perhaps from to muck stucking
but anytime your aware of it then keep on f*cking

isn't that random?
you know we cool when we come 'bout (isn't that
random?)
people get ready
sound boy gonna rock you (isn't that random?)
people rock steady (isn't that random?)

to be the one that has it all is not that hard
and i be that type of dude in a funky car
i dream of a suit that will fit my rid
when i recognize my girl from a former life

i love it when the only sound that i hear
is your infectious laughter
i will hear you again in 800 years
if i'm still lucky

go north on outpost and take a left on mullholland
to me that's where i like it and macapa drive is callin'

i get up to the sun and then i stretch out
it's beginning to look like summer
and i'm down with no doubt. swing

isn't that random?
you know we cool when we come 'bout (isn't that
random?)
people get ready
sound boy gonna rock you (isn't that random?)
people rock steady (isn't that random?)

i break a silly peace for offering rap weasel
then i'm boffering i'd give you an exclusive on my
playlist
the thoughts and styles i kick are from a random hat
pick
that's why most radio will never play this
tell 'em again

me a rude boy from omaha nebraska
sick as a porno flick yet gold as precious laughter
many don't agree, but we can't care about that
'cuz were never gonna wear the old hat. spoken

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