Bug Powder Dust "Bomb The Bass"

(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 be black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Billy White when he's in Tangiers
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 man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for curse
I got the mug womp jizzum up in every verse
(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust a mug one jizzum
The wild boys runnin' right into some trippin'
Led into control about the Big Brothah
Trying 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'geet 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
(...)


How High "Charlatans"

How high! Oh I can kiss the sun
Run a minute mile while you hitch hike
Love shines a light I'll be a winner cup
And I'm lookin' for the one who cut you up
You're not having me you know the skies are mean
And I'm hopin' for a way to free you, love
I'm fixing holes the ones you break up come in from your drive
And the hand that rocks you cuts you up like lyrics of your life
I can't buy what I've done before
I want to open up another door
I'm going to let you pass I'm on another pass
I want to be the king while you zig zag
On a holy road like Caine from Kung Fu
How high oh! I can kiss the sun
Hang on to your hopes my darlin' don't let it slip away
And the hand that holds you keeps you warm and [...] don't let it slip away
(...)


Been Caught Stealing "Jane's Addiction"

I've been caught stealing
once when I was 5...
I enjoy stealing
It's just as simple as that
Well, it's just a simple fact
When I want something
And don't want to pay for it
I walk right through the door
Walk right through the door
Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine
Mine all mine!
(...)


I Get Wrecked "Tim Dog"

That's right boys, you are now jammin to the sounds of the Boogie Down
Hit em like this, hoooooooo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, can I get a yes (yes)
Can I get a motherfuckin' yes (yes)
Do I get wreck and get respect (yes)
Lyrically I can get wreck (yes), okay
Well can I get a ho (ho)
Can I get motherfuckin' ho (ho)
Do I get wreck at any show (ho)
Lyrically I got the flow (ho), say here we go
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get chopped
Chopped, say stopped, hah think stopped
Stop listen to the hip-hop while others slip-slop
Till they hit the tip-top now it's time to get props
Wack MC's I just tax
I'll eat tracks shit it out with Ex-Lax
Bitch ass niggaz step aside
Tenderoni rappers, means your homicide
Toyin' non-believers, here's the menace side
Geonice, come inside, you're goin on a murder ride
Peace to all the true hip-hop followers out there!