{Embarrassed}      Ooh, you know we pepper you   With a sonic assault side step a you   I cannot think of a better way   That we can celebrate freedom   Than make up a set of goals and cold beat 'em      See the verbal tags like audio spaghetti   Give a shout to the one they call Yeti   I bet he put the Cabash on any foes whatsoever   Like original brodel Trevor   Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley   Scot Ralst shows up if you're lucky      Ad Raspler the Swede, a friend in deed   He's keepin' an eye on the other guy's greed   These are 311 characters I dubbed everyone   The story ain't over but my rhyme is done      Diggie it was the year that I first touched ground   So I grabbed the microphone and I got down   Just like James Brown gather 'round of our sight and sound   Pound for pound we throw down, rather profound      I put you in another world I can't hear you   Like having phone sex with a deaf girl   No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya   I penned three books of lyrics two for action one for backup   I'm a cold rockin' brother got transistor tunes   And it feels real good to get close to you      The brodel is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at   The brodel is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat   The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter   To be one who loves to be one who works   The nazz's not something that can be given   The brodel is inside you it comes from within      When I fell into the sea   When the whale came and kissed me   Transformed my shit told the shark I was a dolphin   Swam quick funny though   Piranhas chilled and laughed at   The way that I took off my polka dots on top of that   The whales know I'm quick watch out   And I get funky fresh as for the fishes I'm lit luminous   I'm not nouvo techno I glow like a glacial   In skin that swims faster than speed I am I be   Dropped out of nothing I will return to nothing   Rotate my style my rhyme my way magician of a rythm   Lover of animals damn I wanna hear 'em   Aquatic my way I got soul shape      Well I'm six foot three and like Mohammed Ali   I float like a butterfly but sting like Poison Ivy   Drive a 69 Linc' suicide doors   Around the town slinking fat subs of course   We're the greatest show on earth   You know we turn it out daily   In and out of town like Baarnum and Bailey   I know that is a simile but I couldn't resist   From Solomon Roadie for the PJ's   I don't think he'll be pissed   I eat a cobb salad, smoked fish, duck, or clam chowder   Chill with Indica and Guinness   Steer clear of white powder   Run into my brother give him a pound and a yodel   They know my word is bond talk 'bout the brodel      The brodel is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at   The brodel is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat   The goal is to be a poet and a carpenter   To be one who loves to be one who works   The nazz's not something that can be given   The brodel is inside you it comes from within and we're fresh dude   ooh      Just check my man P   He said "I will not muddle my mind with impertinency"   Lost a lot in Vegas plays a lot of Sega   Saw a phrase that he likes and put it on his leg   And we're fresh dude      Just check my man D he said   "Comin' in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin'   People all over the world they must be thinkin'   All the shit that we kickin' our shoes must be stinkin' "