311 - Random lyrics

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Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy<br>Go back rocket man into the sky you'll see<br>Hear it all the time, come back rewind<br>Aliens are watching up in the sky<br>Sound boy proceed to blast into the galaxy<br><br>Sound boy when you come round<br>Sound boy won't you stay<br>No one gonna harm you<br>The all want you to play<br><br>I watch the birds of prey that<br>Hunt the canyon below my house<br>Looking for a meal like a lizard or a mouse<br>I wonder if they appreciate the setting like me<br>To control your own direction choose to be free<br>And I reserve the right to be as trite as I want<br>And you can lick but don't bite<br>I toss you here to vermont<br>I kick it lickety split<br>And hand it to the man in the tan van<br>And as for you and your crew I don't hate you<br><br>Peace is my priority 'cuz marley said for sure-ity<br>Just what do you think I'm doin'? <br>I'm not just here for screwin'<br>Yo and if it's sore take care of it<br>Perhaps from too much stucking<br>But anytime you're aware of it then keep on fucking<br><br>You know we cool<br>Hey hey isn't that random? <br>When we come bout people get ready<br>Hey hey isn't that random, gonna freak do it national<br>Sound boy gonna rock you<br>People rock steady<br>Hey hey isn't that random? <br><br>To be the one who has it all is not that hard<br>And I'll be that type of dude in a funky car<br>I dream of a suit that will fit my rhyme<br>When I recognize my girl from a former life<br><br>I love it when the only sound that I hear<br>Is your infectious laughter<br>I will hear you again in 800 years<br>If I'm still lucky<br><br>Go north on outpost then take a left on mull-holland<br>To me that's where I like it and macapa drive is callin'<br><br>I get up to the sun and then I stretch out<br>Beginning to look like summer<br>And I'm down with no doubt. (swing)<br><br>Chorus<br><br>I break a silly peace for offering<br>Rap weasel then I'm boffering<br>I'd give you an exclusive on my playlist<br>The thought and styles I kick are from a random hat pick<br>That's why most radio will never play this tell 'em again<br><br>Me a rude boy from omaha, nebraska<br>Sick as a porno flick yet gold as precious laughter<br>Many don't agree but we can't care about that<br>'cuz we're never gonna wear the old hat, spoken