10. In Trouble

Posted on: August 6th, 2015 by admin

Okay! I’m gonna be talking face to face. And damn straight,
you can call me Ace of Spades.
A landscape. A bright ray annihilate those who may defy nudity.
This is the place to be. Are you talking to me?
And if that is the case, what are you trying to sieze?
We will always be on the top of a mountain peak of funk.
You might as well go to sleep.

Pack yourself up and go home. You’re in trouble now.
Can you dig it? You can’t be here anymore.

There are some who can’t dig the groove produced by NINAC Nasty Crew.
You bunch of fools! And as you drool all over your face, we rule and
make sure lovers of music get in the mood like Glen Miller.
Brass killer to Radzilla. Fell out of Fallout taking a shot of sarsaparilla.
We’re radiant crazy aliens, amazing and there is no stopping us. No!
This is album number two!

Pack yourself up and go home. You’re in trouble now.
Can you dig it? You can’t be here anymore.

Now pack yourself up and go home. You’re in trouble now.
Can you dig it? You can’t be here…

Blast! You see the stars? They will last.
At least until we reach them, flying like a lord of ghasts.
I see you gasp for breath, tryin’ to catch it.
But I’ma take it away. Flash tricks!
It ain’t hard to find mad kicks when we’re around.
A compound of great sound and king’s crown.
Break! And let me tell you one last
thing and also turn the seriosity up a bit,
and speed it up a little cuz’ I’m really fast in my mouth
and my tounge is too fast even for my lunges, ‘zup with that?
Can you dig it ? Am I crazy and a maniac?
Getting kinda soddy when I’m yawning to the lack of
brains in yo head when you trying to be smart.
Now take it to the bridge like a James Brown wannabe
and I’ma never forget about you and your comedy.

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