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    DEL made a pact to be well natural  
    Back from the wishing well to sell actual  
    Funk from the fungus grown in the trench  
    It's getting kinda heavy so I gotta pinch an inch  
    And it's a sinch  
    to let my hair grow like a plant  
    Eliminate the fat gold chains and the daiper pants  
    Trade 'em for a pair Girbauds  
    Never make friends with the fraudulent foes  
    Yes I suppose that I'm fat from the supper  
    Skinny from the many that try to eat plenty  
    Now I got to flip on a copper like a penny  
    Vise uh versa  
    quench your thirst with  
    A swig of grapefruit juice straight from the thermos  
    Hock your jewels, and you can drop your tools  
    And make a move that can turn us in the right direction  
    Show your affection as I correct men  
    Who try to pull the wool over the third eye  
    Comin' fly with Mr. Greenjeans  
    It's a bird eye view of the Meadow  
    As I greet the many people that I meet with a "hello"  
    "How do you do my compadre?"  
    What up Kwame?  
    Back to the Meadow so I can show I'm a  
    Smooth black brother that is gifted  
    And if you try to lift this  
    Yes I got a witness  
    Nicknamed the Emperor  
    This wasn't meant for ya'. . .  
    Ya little crumbsnatcher

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