wish i had some hunga hunga, wish i had a little money wish i had sweet dreams bumbadunt and a little desert honey but in the end it's the chase only chaos as a fact of entropy and i'm that radioactive isotope fluorine-18 like a mortal sickness i come with the quickness got lines in the sky got jabba-the-hut-ness witness all my space licks still i'm getting anxious wondering just where all my freaks is fear and lean gettin' me tore paranoid now down to the core what the future has in store just so sorry can't preach no more (why) crisis on the dancefloor where my freaks at? if you know the game is real then you know i'm all about it got crop circles in the brain but like the dude said aww fuck it do you see your shadow now let it go on down dirt roads invited now to leave the old ways that you've always followed the monkeys, the rhinos witchdoctors and winos do you see your shadow well, you know, do what you wanna do noodle that pain-o if there's haters throwing shade point to the floor or show 'em the door drop that mic then pick it up once more (why) crisis on the dancefloor where my freaks at? fear and lean gettin' me tore paranoid now down to the core what the future has in store just so sorry can't preach no more (why) crisis on the dancefloor where my freaks at?  

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Crisis (OtDF)
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