I don't wanna grow up cuz I'm a True Fuschnick
We got a million styles that we compile
That we can play with
I'm a True, what? I am a True Fushnick
So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick?
I'm a rowdy roddy piper I flash my dread sherlock Holmes
The thicker the richer the bigger the dread
So I don't need no honeycomb
So eeney, meeney, miney, mo good goobelly goo I bumped my toe
Oh-oh, "oh-oh better get Maoco" chocolate Chip's about to flow
The super the cola the fraja the listic expialadope...
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