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 okay      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 Middy don't take it as a dis   But the fantasy 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 you're 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 air wave 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 nothin' 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 you're 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 air wave invaders   Yeah, we got the force late night radio