(Yo...yo...yo yo...yo...yo yo everybody quieten down quieten down. Yo Siah Kick that story man. You know which one man...)
Uh oh...oh no doubt man.
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[Siah]
Well it was another (hot) day in the summer (Not) paid what a bummer Layin' in the shade under the boardwalk (Overhead) more heads stalk (You know the ED) And Siah never hawk 3 6 5 lampin' in New York Never pork for lunch, strictly Crunch 'n Munch Plus knishes (delicious) washed down wit' punch Not poutin', spoutin' rhymes from out the snout And countin' the hours, I believe that we're leavin' on a journey Cos my soul burns me, that goes for ('po ED) And so we be foolishly missionin' Put the key in its position And we boat from the harbour passin' all the people fishin' And 'po had a vision listenin' to the rhythm of the tides As we passed the great divide...
[Yeshua]
I sighed, asked Si' why ride wit' no Idea where, sit your hide here There's (no) purpose on this o-cean But to compare flow, maybe motion Overdosed in queer notion, almost a magic potion That I drunk to thunk or maybe think about the brink of a... (Yo, the sea be) Brother, that we hover over (Damn, it's like we caught a two-leaf clover) Soon the sun shows a speck that I suppose to be a vessel comin' closer Recognised it by the odour of the pipe Smoke approached like I choked (?) The smoker's a peerin' here like he hadn't seen a pier in a year "Siah, should steer towards him?" ("Yeah...yeah, let's board him, with the swords in the scabbards And the daggers in the belt though") "Ahoy! Ahoy! My mellow, my man"
[Siah]
"Uh, might you have a problem, could we lend you a hand?" I felt that he was needin' help, his hands were bleedin' Lookin' like he caught a beatin' from beneath the deep blue He insisted on assistance to catch a fish That was resistin' its arrest, told him... (I told him rest) and he proceded to free a few flows As bait to feed this great flounder Surround sound's bound to make him deflate And whaddaya know? (Check it, yo) When the 'po ED spit it The fish done did it, jumped up and bit it So hooked he closed his notebook and though the boat shook We both took the older man upon our shoulders and...
[Yeshua]
He told us that he got a map of the world That he'd exchange for the fish and so we gave him his wish And got a six-pack to kick back upon the high sea Siah sippin' Hi-C now we're feelin' nicely In a snap analysed the map and soon found we was North-East bound for sure (?) So I took my can to go Planted toes in the sand and lend a hand to my bro'
[Siah]
See, I was tipsy cos the sip be fruit punch Spewed lunch, it was too much, too much to keep
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