Biofeedback

You go "Ichi, ni, san, shi"

I can't cook, but being a cook, I'm servin' much to eat

I got multiple stabs of jazzy, sassafrassy

As I caught the fame of soul, years after mama had me

Tell ya gladly, I brung forth the Tunin'

Which caused eyes to zoom in (which put your person into focus)

No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos, Plug One

Yo, I found fun in the scribblin' of speak on a naked, white sheet

Most recognized with my dark-brown self (yo, you found some wealth?)

More in my mind than in my pocket

But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged

I met some hos, met some girls

Did a tour that took me all around the world

Did a tour that took me all around the world

I hit the shines, but I'm shooin' it now

Remember when the floor might've had a spine? Well, it's all bent over

A DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat

It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast

Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam (jam)

When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar

My mindstate's great, no, thanks, I don't drink

I sip the bo-bo, then I kettle it quick

I felt the heave in the jeeve, tap it in the basement

Diggin' my own understanding, quick

Let me get the single out, think, Mr. Radio

Say the starlight is the same star bright

I figure now a nine and a blunt is a switch

But turn out the lights and some'll go bitch

It was one MC after one MC

Play the lamppost, do the blow the dynamite

Well, it's okay, and it's alright

'Cause our birthday cake's external light

It'll all get graphic, people made of plastic

Look at the shine with my 50 watt eye

But, man, I got the eye patch, and here's the latch

I fame it to a dame from Denver up to Maine

And lovin' deluxe, you won't catch me in no tux

Nah, man, I won't honor the style

(Serious, serious, serious, serious) yo, shorty! Oh my goodness

How you doing? My name is Dres, listen-

Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo

Honey you are-

Yo, wassup? Yo, man

Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, check this out

What about you?

Da-da-da dun-dun

Da-da-da dun-dun

Da-da dun-dun (dun-dun) (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Da-da dun-dun (dun-dun)

Da-da dun-dun-da-dun-dun-da-dun-dun (da-da dun-dun)

Funny funny, how, time, fly

When you have some

Light on the face 'cause the focus is the fickle

State of usin' I'ma use it to the rule and not the trickle

Caught a rush, but I played hush

While Andres Titus' into grabbin', as a pair we put the hearts to mush

Lush Dalea would hear the public beat

The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep

But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts

The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts

(Serious, serious, serious, serious) aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?

Oh my God, what are you doing here?

Who are you here with?

I'm with my man, Pos, you know Pos

Oh yeah, Positive K, yo, I like your music (stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)

Hey, boy, watch that style, man, shit's all in

Shoot a shot, it all begin

I saw bootleggers dough shinin'

I saw Big 4 go get shinin'

A typical flick was the moment when the man said

"Ain't you?" Yeah, I is 'im

Hush yo' mouth, fallin' incog'

Caught the light, didn't you, dog?

A fist of funk and a pocket that's clean

In the scene or in between

Gimme but a little bit of the starlight

I mail my ass to the darkness

I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it

I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it

Oh, Lord, lemme switch it off because you'll find

Some'll do it all for the light (stop jivin')