T & P Combo

People sing about the coming of spring
 But what is comin' down around it's snow or it's rain
 It's insane and i'm still in the same gang
 The way the weather act's it's a shame ok
 Badder behavior in our shit is flavor
 Grandiose endeavors yes the quest is greater
 Make no mistake i know the time and i wake
 I slip only when p-nut gets me baked from that shake
 Yeah you can't fuck with this
 You're Walter Mitty don't take it as a diss
 But the fantasy world has got to end this minute
 I had a fucking dream and yo now i'm in it
 I've been at many function but i know i'm about the function
 If someone brings you down keep punching
 We bunched in a little house where conditions got squalid
 But where we at now - solid
 I concur time it slurs and it blurs
 The vision like a drug and yo it's the word
 How absurd deliver us from nerds
 And funky 40 oz glass littered curbs
 Soon the church pitted bell will clang
 Boys on the corner mack with slang play a dice game
 When i walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na
 Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it
 Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
 If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks
 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix
 Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it
 Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
 If your feelin' sick we got the elixir
 Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer
 Late night radio players late night airwave invaders
 Yeah we got the force late night radio
 Zooma zooma zooma yeah we got the boom
 Blowin' up the spot so so give us room
 We prowl sometimes we howl hysterical
 When we take the stage see a miracle
 I realize today nothing is more vestigial
 Than the young space walkin' individual
 For years and years bubbling up with soul power
 To detonate this planet or reach another
 Yeah we take it up a notch
 We diggin' the shit so deep like ralston digs scotch
 Botch this and i'll regret it no that's not what i'm saying
 Remember this instead i'm staying
 We played in a little house where conditions got squalid
 But where we at now - solid
 We hauled a van with a rv that was a bad call
 It all went up in flames but i haven't seen it all
 Homey steps to me and say hey where ya goin'
 Oh just headin' back to where i done my growin'
 If you must go somewhere over the rainbow
 The adventures of a cosmic hero
 From planet to planet my tags a crater
 If you're not in the future you're not here either
 Labeled psychedelic we can play disco
 When the going gets weird you know the weird turn pro
 Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it
 Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
 If your feelin' sick rub it on with vicks
 'N take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix
 Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it
 Take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
 If your feelin' sick we got the elixir
 Rub it on down with the sweet super mixer
 Late night radio players late night airwave invaders
 Yeah we got the force late night radio