Lyrics:
Grade 4 Drums

I'm buyin ale Da fly guy wit da force like Luke Sky down 4 a mozitwa hon If ya fly - Da Funkadelic been rocking mics since da 4th grade I terminate like

I'm clever, with science, but never relyin On false words from cowards who forever be tryin Insistin they come off, I let 'em get some off Then come back wit drum

I'm buyin ale Da fly guy wit da force like Luke Sky down 4 a mozitwa hon If ya fly - Da Funkadelic been rocking mics since da 4th grade I terminate like

I'm clever, with science, but never relyin on false words from cowards who forever be tryin Insistin they come off, I let 'em get some off Then come back wit drum

try hit the drums Look, oo you see me ma They wish they could be me ma As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia Seventh grade, it was cursed

Ali: I bin grad nei' kimma, und do hob I g'sehn, da? . . . Stefan: Ah, Bayern raus! Mike: This ain't the U.N., man! Daryl: Scusate un po'. Io non ho capito

this dirty game This industry FUCKED UP That's right I said it, and it's fake as ever Keep real niggaz around me, stay "Space Age 4 Eva" Po-ppa never

is that a brutha always wanna keep another one back? Never We mind what U do, in Moneyapolis - We da MACK! And I... woke this morning 2 a drum roll - RATATAT B4

is that a brutha always wanna keep another one back? Never We mind what U do, in Moneyapolis - We da MACK! And I... woke this morning 2 a drum roll - RATATAT B4