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        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 watching up in the sky
    Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy

    Sound boy when you come round
    Sound boy won't you stay
    No one gonna harm you
    The 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 wonder if they appreciate 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
    Just what do you think i'm doin'?
    I'm not just here for screwin'
    Yo and if it's sore take care of it
    Perhaps from too much stucking
    But anytime your aware of it then keep on fucking

    You know we cool
    Hey hey isn't that random?
    When we come bout people get ready
    Hey hey isn't that random, gonna freak do it national
    Sound boy gonna rock you
    People rock steady
    Hey hey isn't that random?

    To be the one who has it all is not that hard
    And i'll be that type of dude in a funky car
    I dream of a suit that will fit my rhyme
    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 then 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
    Beginning to look like summer
    And i'm down with no doubt. (swing)


    I break a silly peace for offering
    Rap weasel then i'm boffering
    I'd give you an exclusive on my playlist
    The thought and styles i kick are from a radom 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 laugter
    Many don't agree but we can't care about that
    'Cuz we're never gonna wear the old hat. spoken
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